Unfurl, my wings

Standing on the cliff top
Wind howling all around
Seagulls soaring both overhead and below

I tear off my shirt
Unfurl my wings
And launch upwards

Outwards

Onwards

Into the great freedom that is before me; the unknown that is commonplace.

At one with the elements

At one with the atmosphere

At one with the world.

All is good.

Effortlessly, I fly. Once more, I fly.

And very soon, I shall fly again.

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