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If the world were turned upside-down, I could walk on clouds, breathing crystalline vapor.

I could spin webs between my fingers of cool color and soft wind, exploring the ever-changing wonder of vapor.

I could dance free from cloud to cloud, hidden when chosen, visible at will. Unchained, untainted.

Soil and water would be almost out of sight, wisps of blue, green, and brown. I would imagine fanciful shapes in those far-off lands where dragons and angels would hold the same untouchable fascination. No fear.

If only the world were turned upside-down it might be finally upside-right.
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