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Bye bye plane

fly so far 

away.

 

Over trees

and homes and

all that you’ve loved.

 

And me.

 

You’ll fly over me.

 

The plane gains height. 

Up, up, up you go.

 

Bye bye plane

fly so far

away.

 

We’ve had some 

turbulence.

But we’re still

we.

 

Fly away

but come back to me.

 

~E.M.S.

12:16 a.m.

5/1/12