Looking down from the sky,
Seeing the feature, the shape of the land
Seeing things you never thought you would
See in your own land, flying over the mountain
The mountains, looking up to see what’s over them
To be above the clouds, the clouds, dancing in the sky
They almost look like puffs of gas, incredible to be in a
Machine that flies over all things.
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