Ceilings Revealing Cities

Beau Navire

You have come at the perfect time. 
As the ceiling starts to crumble
. I grab your hand. 
Take off your shoes, we can sit
 and watch the tiny birds as their metal wings cut the sky.
 This is our chance to fly (I promised)
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