Imagining
You are free
To open your eyes
To see that you
already are
But in the blink of
an eye
You are not
Flying high
Soaring
Shot on your wing
Causing you to dive
Straight down
You stay there
Beneath where you
want to be
Waiting
For your wings to
mend
So that you can soar
again
To unimaginable
heights
And then it happens
You soar again
But it is different
now
It is not the
freedom you see
Or feel
Only the danger of
falling beneath
Again
And you try not to
Succeed
Until
You get hit by a
plane
Sending you back
beneath
Again
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