All around me is endless blue.
There is one of me and one of the sky.
But it is so far out of my sight.
How many fingers stretching until I can reach you?
I don't know how many foot steps will lead me,
until I find the end of the road.
Running breath. Running dreams.
So many detours. So many overgrown brick walls.
Hammer through the cracks and pull me out.
There are still so many green hills for us to tumble down.
Yellow daisies to smell and rivers to wade through.
Don't let me stand stranded before the edge of immensity.
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