I want none of these small thoughts
nor even smaller stories
the banal constricting duties that aren't
I want to stretch and fly
on the whims of imagination
and to reach beyond my own frailties
I want to be big and brash
Bold as brass
I want to shake it all off in one glorious turn
sending off a million droplets to scatter in the sun
and be liberated from presence of mind
And when I speak, I want to tell only the best stories
They'll glide on gilded wings, upheld by breath alone
and roost in other people's souls
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