Things are changing.
Slower as we go,
faster as we grow apart.
Still a group.
We stand out now,
lifted by forces unknown.
Seeing all things.
From this height,
we recognize our place.
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I have been waiting most of the day for those flying guys to leave so I can POUNCE
I’m ready – I’m ready – I’m ready!
There is someone staring at me though, I can feel it.
HOLD
HOLD
Okay…let’s do this.