At last! I breathe...
Freedom...
No more questions in my mind,
no more doubt nor fear.
...
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That was just beautiful. I feel that way always when I step out of my classroom door at school! And when I leave the airport on a plane to go on a holiday. And most likely when I finally get these braces off in two years. I only got them on today! Fantabulistical poem. Abster.
when you see things beyond what the eyes could see, that is freedom! good write! thanks
'I soar in feathery weight'... but would't you want to stay there...and not be a cynic again!