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When It’s Good

I fold out like a flower opening, fresh petals revealed. 
Then I shoot out long tendrils and they catch 
the clouds. Each rise and fall of my chest 
is a push and a pull, an interaction with the sky. 
Each step I take is a love dance with gravity. 
Every blink of my eyelids is a thank you. 
And my hands don't end at my fingertips. 
And my feet don't end at my toes.