If we could fly…

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…we’d know the streets
not for their slope and smell
but for their twisting path
to the destination,
the bond of travel replaced
by a tool for navigation.
Yet perhaps the sky
boasts its own streets,
the slope now a breeze
unkempt and temperamental,
those smells that change
with the day’s weather
exchanged for a view
unparalleled and unending.
Whatever road we choose,
another somewhere off
offers its battles and joys
but still bleeds and smiles,
only with a different face.

(dtn)

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