~~ I can fly like the wind everywhere & anywhere— higher than birds higher than clouds splitting the sky as I tear through air. But do I belong? ~~
Magic! & Fantastic! & Unreal!
Isn't it? ... ~~
I am no longer human!
—I shed the aged disguise ~~~~~~~~Gliding~~~~~~~~~~~ ~into an infinite, shapeless existence— but where am I? The sky is infinite & flexible I feel so small... Is this true freedom or am I simply lost?