On the ground, where most life is found
it is full of adventure, but the need for a break may enter.
So sometimes I look at the sky, and I see clouds fly by.
It always has a breeze, and it feels like stress would ease.
But if you look hard enough, you will find a new world full of stuff.
Everything you see can float, as if this world is the ocean and they are a boat.
But soon you have to return to the ground where you are sadly bound.
But if you look all the way up with known intentions, you will notice one or many dimensions.
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