I was still standing around on the cold mud
when the sun came up under my feet
and lifted me into the sky
my toes dug into the smouldering brow of Helios
and I perched there like a crow on a wheel
I could see ten thousand miles in every direction
and everything below me was hard and white
and the tree lines were brown shivering skeletons
stitching up the edges of the snowy fields
but I was warm with the sun as my elevator
and the clouds turned to steam as I passed through them
on my way to the stars
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