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i want to write a tether
to tie you to me
so when you
fly skye high
you will take me
i want to tether him to you
make him see what he's missing
make you see
how silly it is
to want that tether
to want to be yanked back and forth
i want you to let go
of the small string left in your hand
pulling you off your feet
i want you to fly
sweep us off our feet
don't be the one
swept
like an un-noticed
ripped up poem
