beat, the beat
i feel in my feet
produces the heat
that makes me complete
and sound, the sound
i feel my heart pound
as i fly from the ground
and in the sky i am found
and air, the air
i feel touch my hair
and makes me want to dare
to live without a care
and sight, the sight
the shades between the light
and i reach a new height
like a petal born in flight
and end, the end
it makes me want to rend
the very earth from the bend
and my joys to lend
i felt antsy and this is the result. some prettily put together bs that has no particular aim or purpose.
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