Soaring high above the ground, I see,
places where I use to flee.
Soaring high above the clouds, I see,
endless possibilities waiting with glee.
Soaring high above the world, I see,
everything I used to be.
Soaring high above, I see, I see,
I've lost myself in dreams,
all I wanted was to be free.
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Metanoia
Random(n) the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self, or way of life A collection of thoughts I've had, Stories I've written, Questions I've asked, And realizations I've made. Watch as I grow up and my thoughts change and my writing develops from 8th...
