March 5, 2011
Wind whipped hair
Ocean cliff below
Deep cavern of blue
Never ceasing
The bluest sky
Glimmering sapphires
Of limitless possibility
Reflected in my eyes
Twinkling with visions
Of freedom
Chest thrust forward
Step off the ledge
Arms stretched out
Free as the bird I always wanted to be

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