She Flies With Her Own Wings
a bird song
Friday, September 21, 2012
Holocene
I was not magnificent
I still need to be alone.
But what I've found here is the will to meet my potential.
I can taste the freedom in that.
It fills my bones. It's indescribable.
And I can see for miles, miles, miles
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