Free Falling
On the brink of a
moment, teetering
before I fall. Taking
in the still view, the
peaceful breaths from
the mountain peak. I
tweak my feathers and
take the plunge, no longer
held back having let go
of my grudge. Its a free-fall
with a breath filled with love
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