miles high
on windy paths
i glide along the gusts
of my feathered past
cabin pressure
decreasing
thoughts increasing
suffocating in between these
mechanical steel wings
i long to have you by my side
in this empty seat, where only the thought of you exists,
but
i learn these lessons
on my own
destiny has met my fate
in this moment
and i know what i must do
to better understand
what i feel
what i think
i leave
expressions of myself in ink
so you’ll forever
never forget
i was here
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