Freestyle Poetry #9/High There

I am soarrrrrringgggg so high;
let the angels sing!
My happiness has become my skin,
protecting my bones from the nuances
of earthly requirements-

I am simply me;
basking in the sun who loves to stay throughout
the night,
And we celebrate knowing that I AM ENOUGH,
Even when the world tells me that I am not.

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