Too tired
to write
Too hungover
to fight
This life
Hangs by a small thread
And at the end of it
Fly’s me
The kite
The life
Flowing
with the wind
And when
that breeze ends
Or the thread snaps
So do I
But while alive
I’d like to see
how high
I can fly.
-C.H.
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