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the sky seems
       far away,
             but i am breathing
blue.

clouds are
       weaving along the
edge of the horizon,
       i am
       filling with gossamer.

exposed
      human flesh
          bursts to flame
    you can lick
       like candy.

      long shadows are
         are painting the
    brightness in the
       colors
   of afternoon.

i will never
      completely satisfy
    my hunger
for sunlight.