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Touch the Sky

For me to ever touch the sky,

I truly believe I would have to die.

To Soar with the eagles,

Or above the sea,f/y higher

Than mortals can ever be.

To feel the silken mist

Of the clouds at early dawn

Rise higher and higher,

Fly on and on

Beyond the stars,
Surpass the moon
Fly higher and higher
In the sun-swept noon.
Upon reaching the end
Turn around and see

A world that was onc~e~ ---: ~-;--:-
Everything to me.

Michelle Crespo

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