Acrobats and fog
Once I was able to climb high and then take a look down, and then climb higher.
I was talented in it. I was a fast thunderish child with a firework in the place of the heart and a tin can of the stomach.
Today, I have a firework in the stomach and my heart tinkles as a tin can. But I can climb even higher.
posted by **aba** @ 7:17 PM
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