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Fantastically I flew
danced with clouds
zigzagging around.

Nobody could catch me
nobody could touch me
the gingerbread man...me.

Tasted some fine flower
got lost in the finest powder.
Then it was time to come down.

I grew bone canyon tired.
things caught up to me
things started touching me
The gingerbread man ran away from me.

The cocoon is calling me back
home... in echoes.
Caterpillar man.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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