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That Wide Open Sky



I would linger, softer
    but the things I hold are dragging after
  and all I am is worthless, writhing water

So cling, cling, cling, my feeble heart
  to hope and light and quiet stars
  because tomorrow may bring back the spires;
      the lines you drew on paper
  where power was once alive

  And I breathe,
    I breathe deep
sucking from the air every atom of strength
    fighting and changing water to fire
  fighting to leave absolutely nothing behind
  running until there is nothing ahead but the clear
      wide
          open
              sky
     
       

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