I’m flying. No one
thinks this is possible,
When no one is around…
I fly.
The wind just presses lightly against me,
Embracing me, as I become one with it;
I compress myself to be more aerodynamically sleek;
Tuck my head;
And streamline my way into another dimension.
(Created while listening to: CFCF / You Hear Colours.)
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