I travel the world in daydreams.
I become someone else sometimes.
I live to a ripe old age and then
I become myself completely satisfied.
I follow no one. It is the only way
to feel free. Traveling in daydreams
is not unlike traveling in a regular dream.
I find an open road and pick up steam.
Suddenly, I am flying in the sky.
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O! My heart leapt into a starry sky reading this! thank you!