To Be a Bird.

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Spread your wings, leave it all behind.

Soar through the air, breeze against your cheeks.

Glide gracefully against the sky, not a care in the world.

Just place and destination.

No memories.

No worries.

Nothing holding you back;

just open air and your own body.

Meandering through the abyss,

not looking back

but always going forward.


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