Over the clouds

Today I fly

and try to touch the heavens,

getting intimate with thoughts

and secrets hidden in the clouds.

 

Beyond the ideology

of my non-conformist heart,

it is compelled to follow

where my mind wants to break free…

 

Here, over the clouds,

over the present pains,

over the contagious, anemic world,

I swim through the magic

that I cannot touch,

but could only understand.

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