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Maybe she’s high, and he, slow.

The extra thoughts:

I’ll get there.
As high as you are.
As high as a kite.
Or an airplane, or a planet. Or the heavens.
But for now, I’ll spin.
And, if you’re able to, grab my hands without making me trip,
and hang on to them,
and spin with me,
and make a rainbow.