A poem originating from my daybook:
I am a drone
In this life
looking down
from a 1000’ up,
sending a
future feed
home
for my some other me
to see.
And what does
that me
see and feel
as we fly,
Soft aloft
Over such sills as these?
Just know
that in
my next life
infinity
will be my home.
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