I dreamed of jumping beyond the realms of dirt and pavement-- to soar as far as the wind could take me. So I leapt. But once I reached that farthest point--the spot I once desired most, I came back. I came back to the grassy plains that lived beneath me all my life. For I know it is where I am meant to be. I am not meant to fly. I was not born with wings. But with a heart that calls this crazy world home. I am here to stay. Though my journey took me far away, it led me back to the place I will one day rest my head upon for the last time. It led me to the place that is far greater than any dream.

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