Of winged migration
Those birds fly high
I keep them aloft
With powers of mind
Today I touched the earth
And reached the ground
I spent the Red and marveled
At the Violet I found
Met the mind of
A man in kind
Sparked my senses
And woke my mind
Reminded me to laugh
My ass off here
and there
and there
To stay true to ME
No matter who cares
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