I am standing on the shoulders of my past. Looking out towards a hopeful horizon. I see birds with an expanse of blue feathers, They soar as if nothing matters, unaware of any predator, Looking down towards my feet. My toes are curled and gripping and I concentrate for a…
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I am standing on the shoulders of my past. Looking out towards a hopeful horizon. I see birds with an expanse of blue feathers, They soar as if nothing matters, unaware of any predator, Looking…
