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Poetry

Challenger

In the dream,
I see the sky.
I see my friends.
I see my parents.

In the dream,
I see the future.
I see my past,
and see myself.

I see the sea,
and I dive,
and I fly
in cold clouds
and yellow rays
of ice clean high altitude sun
and I know peace
and my place,
and in understanding
find true happiness
without other people
or god.