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Flight

Air rushing past,
The feeling of being free
High above the ground,
Free of the force that holds everything down.
Twisting and turning, feeling free.

Through the clouds we go,
Do you feel the mist,
Oh rider of the wise one?
To where we are destined to go,
Only the Fates know.

We are free,
High above the earth,
With only our hearts to lead us.
:iconyaniefireheart:

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One of the poems I did for a class a couple of years ago. Pic's not mine; found it.

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