Transcendental Sonnet #938:
Sometimes I Fly Without a Plane
While some might call it astral projection
I never think of it formally
But only as sanity protection
Just something nice which happens to be
The way I get away from it all
When I am feeling helpless and small
Now you might think that I am insane
And to tell you the truth I might well be
But sometimes I fly without a plane
High up in the sky and over the sea
Out into space and over the moon
Since the laws of physics never apply
I just might come to visit you soon
Look up and you might see me in the sky
*~ ( + ) ~*
+Steven Curtis Lance
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Hmmm...I wish I could do that too..... 
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