And then i flew / by Andrew Diaz

And then I flew

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I flew in into my new sky

With wings of pencil and ink

Digital bones that support the smallest of dreams

Clouds of photo frames

Each distinct

Sometimes burnt with the gentlest of ease

The look of each piece unknown

The feel is what's most important

The message

It's goal

Like me sometimes

Damaged soul

Now

I lay my pencil down

Each stroke has purpose

Now I begin

Something I always knew

And then I flew

Beautiful sky