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 I longing to the sky. Always risen to the arm.

 People who are not even on the same earth, under the same sky.

 I affirm only the sky.

  I feel that they live under the sky.

 For flying. I can catch the sky.

 I do not care to abandon my body.

 If I will work with my hands to catch the sky.

 But suddenly I think that――

 ――If me catch the sky in my hands, should I longing what next?
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