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As i lay here in the tall, thick grass, i imagine what it would be like to touch the sky. Sitting in an airplane flying through the gray and blue clouds,I watch as we speed past, yet i feel as though we are standing still. I close my eyes and imagine just one time i could reach out the window and feel them. I would sit on one, supposedly, like the angels do. Maybe if i become a believer one day i will get my wings; then i can experience this, i no longer have to dream. I’d fall asleep knowing I can go where i please, i control my dreams and that’s how it should be. Waiting for the right time, i will drift off into the open sky. I would feel around, and test them for the fluffiest one…rest my head and make snow angels above the sun. I would watch over you and still be here, make sure you are safe and whisper in your ear. Tell you to find me, play hide and seek; only this time I’ll let you peek. You can find me but you still can’t reach, I’m smiling at you as you jump, trying to touch my dangling feet. I could imagine you and me, playing games like when we were kids, the difference is, we eliminated the beds. Hopping around, from puff to puff, whoever does it the fastest wins. Tonight, when you lay in your bed, think of the hill where this all began; then meet me in this far away land. I’ll be here waiting for you to arrive……………oh and remember, ill be on number 9.