Upon the Sky

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I sat upon the sky, but I've moved up since I've been standing.
I know what the world's about. That's why I don't plan on landing.
I'm a few miles from beyond, and I welcome the mystic wind.
I think therefore I feel that in times like these, death is my friend.
I long for it. That mystic wind's something to look forward to.
Silence. I listen for the spirits to tell me what is true.

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