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Fly
June 4, 2008
I face the clouds and feel wet crystals falling on my face.
I spin unknowing where I’ll end up.
I have two choices though,
There’s the grass,
But there’s also the sky.
Flying high into the sky,
And approaching a mysterious land filled with exciting adventures and deeply rooted beauty.
………But wait,
I’m not spinning any more,
And I’m not flying….
I’m falling.
I can feel the grass.
It’s now in my hair.
And I realize that I’ll never reach the sky.
I will always be on the ground,
Trapped in this world that will not allow me to fly
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