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I remember
being here
years ago.
Flying back and forth.
Never stopped trying
to rotate
more than 180 degrees
on the swingset
and
for the first time
I had one of those moments,
when everything felt beautiful
and I loved it all
all at once.
I came here
to say goodbye.
I came here
to thank you!
When you sleep
think of me
and where I might be.
When I sleep
I'll think of you
and maybe smile
or laugh
or cry.
Promise me that
you'll keep your head
in the clouds.
Mine will still be there.