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How high the kite soars when the lumber of clouds aren't choking its air

How the air sits with the plane and how the snake will never be able to fully devour itself

How fuel begets soil which begets the sun, a Roman candle lit by a young God in the alleys of heaven

How the solar wind carries the time to us and how we fight

Here is the world
Here is the song of the man and woman who ended up together, beached by the same tide

I lay ashore, pleased by the roar of the water and calmed by any bird that rows by