United States
41° 29' 18.0564" N, 81° 56' 33.252" W

Wind in my hair,
feet off the ground,
silence in abundance,
when no one's around.

moonlight shines down,
leaves blow by,
maybe this,
is what it's like to fly.

so now I fly,
cut the strings holding me back,
be myself,
forgetting all I lack.

Flying away, for a little while,
away from it all,
until life beckons,
until there's a call.

For now I keep swinging,
flying away,
until the sun rises,
greeting a new day.


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