I want to be boneless
Thrash about like leaves in strong wind
Pull my weight over me
Crumple when my time is up
Floating, flightless
Sinking like stone
Grey skies, stormy weather
Dirty sound, freedom is a doing word
Spaces, jumps, and leaps
One rush to the next
Catch me
Then let me go
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