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Citylights and flight

Outside my window,
stands a world
the one which I have to
the one which I yet
have to see,to find,
to explore.

The wing of my flight,
the beautiful night,
so appealing seem the
glistening lights.
the city of stars,
under vagrant white
just two glasses apart
but far below down.

I’m high up in the sky,
far apart from the world,
alone in this vastness,
with no-one to hear.

I understand things,
more than I can’t,
but the only thing
that I don’t know-
is how to land.

Aura Holmes


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