Read the poem "Flying Through the Wheatfields."
We soar together through the fields
My best friend and I.
Our outstretched arms are feathered wings
We can almost fly.
Lightly touching stalks of wheat
Time slowly passes by.
We feel the ground beneath our feet
I hear a peaceful sigh.
Out there the world is calling.
It's noisy and it's loud.
But together in this moment,
It's only sunshine, friends, a cloud.
How many stanzas does the poem have?
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