Rising from the Past

 

These wings are more than you think they are

They’re a sign of freedom
A cut of the chord holding you down
A long journey from the past but 
Only a blink from the future

A time where you have to grow a pair 

A time to move forwards

Once you grow wings you are never lonely

Chaos continues below

But it’s quiet up here
Mind chatter left some time ago

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