probably my favorite poem i've ever written
a wish for a day,the ability to fly.
a world in which to play,
through an endless sky.
flying for miles and miles,
my new wings so tired.
rows of cities like aisles,
as i soar on, inspired...
the wind carries me,
seamlessly like a dream.
the ground is gone, gone,
and the sun but a gleam.
but the best part of this trip,
isn't the sensation or the view.
it's when after all day long,
i finally land next to you.
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