Above the clouds the air is sweet - there is never an absence of light. Birds beat their way upwards hoping to reach those skies.

Your words like those birds - and here i am only catching this from the sound of your wings!

I long to catch sight of your face friend. To see what love has wrought in your eyes and peaceful face.

Friendship

Absence 

Above the clouds the air is sweet - there is never an absence of light. Birds beat their way upwards hoping to reach those skies.



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