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in april

we are sitting

in two seats

beside a small window


when it starts to move

my stomach drops


the wheels lift

off the ground


there is no way

to go back now


we are above the city


she shakes

from excitement


I hold her hand

and she leans her head

on my shoulder


we are above the clouds


the future

is the fluorescent sky

floating beside us

in endless waves


I'm feeling alive

for once


and I realize

this is where we are meant to be

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