time is money
money is time
so i keep seven o'clock in the bank
and gain interest on the hour of God
i'm saving to buy myfreedom
God grant me wings
i'm too fly not to fly
eye sore
to look at humans without wings
so, i soar
and find tickle in the feathers
of my wings
flying hysterically
over land
numerically i am
seven mountains higher
than the valley of death
seven dimensions deeper
than the dimensions of breath
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