High in the Sky

April 3, 2010
The sky is big. So I released my wings
that deep in my soul.
Fly higher and higher until skyskrapers seemed like ants.
I feel free... free free free!
I see the birds... I see the world I can see what i choose.
I am free high up here in the sky.
The wrold is smaller then it seems from high up here.
If I could I would...
stay up here forever!

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