Fly through empty skies and
Try
To reach a vacant place
Soar
Over broken bone sand
Or
Just untether your space
It
Isn't yours 'til you claim
Shit
This path is long and dim
Yet
Even so you ought to aim
At
The thick part of that limb
I took some pictures: http://www.flickr.com/photos/8077241@N06/sets/72157601608018130/
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