I sometimes wonder what it must feel like to be free.
As free as a bird soaring through the clouds, a boundless world we cannot join unless we sprung wings.
To be able to grasp the sky and claim it yours, it is in sight yet it is untouchable.
Never had I imagined that I would experience this euphoria of freedom and it would taste this sweet.
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Destination Unknown
Teen FictionSometimes where you're going isn't important, but the journey there is.
