Fly By
Birds fly past my window daily. Sometime I stop and watch them fly. I wish I was a bird, up there in the sky. Soaring with the air fluttering through my ears. I look at them up there having fun playing with each other and I feel a sense of complete weightlessness full fill my whole body and I want to lift up and leap out my window and join them, But no no I don't I stop myself from becoming one with these joyful creatures. But not entirely oh no I join through song tweet tweet I shout out my window and it is at those moments when I am in my prime.
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