Gravity is optional

 
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A meadow of fireflies 
On a clear summer night 
Flirting shameless with stars 
Splendid magic in sight 

Dragonflies racing 
Blazing orange comet trails 
Painting dark skies 
With their tangerine sails 

A caterpillar rests 
In a coffin cocoon 
Bids farewell to the earth 
To be born again soon 

Taking its place 
Way up in the sky 
Where gravity is optional 
And to be free is to die

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