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Flying Without Wings

Diving with out wings going at the speed of light feeling like, I'm falling to my end. Feeling that life is more like a cage that lives inside me, but I'm wanting to break free from the cage, so now I'm free at last free from the past free from being trapped in a cage. Now I rise up from the darkness that was inside me, and I walk through the fire of flames leaving only ashes underneath me. I'm free from my past free from being in a cage of pain. So I'm free at last, I have freedom at last, free to fly. I know what life is now being free from the cage, free from the pain, free from my past free from all the tears I've cried. So I'm not flying with out wings anymore, I'm flying with wings and falling at the speed of light, falling to my end. As I fall with my wings I've learned a lot falling to my end of life.

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