Paralyzed as they move across the sky
I cannot blink in it’s brilliant light
Why must they all be so high?
I cannot catch beauty in flight
They’re all the things you cannot have
They’re all the things that’ll never be
Visions are quickly cut in halve
These visions grow too hard to see
They destabilize beyond repair
They have gone but I can’t leave
They consume the sky and burn the air
Left in the dark, I can’t breathe
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