Tiny shadows litter the sky
filling the horizons
circling around each other
fighting for a better view of the setting sun
as i stare outside my window,
gazing at the birds overhead,
dreams plague my mind
of what it would be like
to fly towards the sun
with no limitations,
just me
and the wind in my wings
chasing the light
that illuminates my soul
Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 8:26 PM UTC
Tiny shadows litter the sky
filling the horizons
circling around each other
fighting for a better view of the setting sun
as i stare outside my window,
gazing at the birds overhead,
dreams plague my mind
of what it would be like
to fly towards the sun
with no limitations,
just me
and the wind in my wings
chasing the light
that illuminates my soul
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