And I do it courtesy of a big, beautiful bird. Even the wide-open air might grow stale once I’ve realized it’s all I can espy in every direction.īut what if I’m the first to fly? I’m the only one who can do it. The thrill of flight would come into conflict with the struggle to remain aloft. ![]() I don’t like to think about it, but if I were to fly way up into the sky, I would see nothing but clouds and nigh-indiscernible specks of earth far beneath my feet.
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