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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