Thought-Flights
Country's pleasant Thought-flights
City's rocked, ripped apart.
That upyelled of whose disturbance
Blows, bewilderingly.
To lighten, so lesson
All burdens, their headaches
One quietsome patch of sky, to lay
Whose sereneness upon.
Drop, as I drift, whose moorings' ton
Of care-weights, Earth-free.
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