Poem: Flying through the dream

You had a dream,
and in the dream,
you could fly,
but not like a superhero,
something about it,
didn’t work.

It was like swimming,
but in the air.
You could fly,
but with effort,
and only so high.

It was like floating,
with balloons,
and you had to push off things,
to move.

Everything felt slow,
and for some reason,
things just didn’t work.

And in the dream,
there was something bad.
There was something,
you wanted to fly away from.

But for some reason,
everything felt slow,
and though you could fly,
you could never get away.

You had a dream,
and in the dream,
you could fly,
but not like a superhero.

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