In a morning car, driving through
shutters of trees and the light
moved with the song in my head
as if in hide and seek
peeking and poking in rhythm
and i can't help but face the sun
like a pillow of light
embracing my lungs
and each breath felt like
fluttering wings
against my rib cages
letting smile out like
a flock of birds on its
first taste of sky
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