will carry me across the sea,
up into the sky where
all the free birds fly.
To feel the rush of wind
against my cheeks as I
fly straight to the horizon
that separates night from day.
With eyes narrowed into slits
to ward off the glare from
the rising sun,
I will breathe in deep the
sweet scent of freedom
as it fills my lungs into bursting.
I will rise high above the clouds
to where my heart longs to be,
until my wings burst into flames.
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