Dandelion dreams
The dreams of being unshackled
And tackling tomorrow
Always embracing the new the future the yet to have come
Breaking into the realms reserved for birds not flightless fowls and yet we are here no weight no luggage no baggage among us free
Explorers with no passports
Our identification is our action our statement not to saturated by lens ever
Clapping with their shutters
Applause and plaudit less we soar beyond constriction no legs yet we air walk knee high shooting stars
Tangible marvels
We are
Cloud like stars
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