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Philly to Cleveland
By Don Iannone

Flying,
into the pastel reddish-orange sun.
Soaring,
above a mattress of cotton candy white clouds.
Wishing,
I could touch their pillowy softness.
Savoring,
my bird's eye view of the world from high above.
Hoping,
the morphing sunset lasts forever.
Slipping,
closer and closer to the ground.
Thanking,
the Pilot for taking the scenic route home.

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