Stars in the sky
That look only inches apart
To my naked eye.
A pendulum swings between the two
In gentle, rhythmic sweeps.
A rope is anchored
From Earth to the heavens
I now soar and swing.
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Stars in the sky
That look only inches apart
To my naked eye.
A pendulum swings between the two
In gentle, rhythmic sweeps.
A rope is anchored
From Earth to the heavens
I now soar and swing.