Feathers

I wish I were a bird. With beautiful feathers.

Soaring into the wind with no destination.

Getting away from this misery.

I wish to just leave. I don't want to be here anymore.

Soaring high in the sky,

Flying above the sea water.

Smelling the cool fresh sprinkles.

So fresh.

Clean & clear.

The sound of the waves washing ashore,

And bringing treasures to the

yellowy gleaming sand.

The clear blue waves washing ashore

against the hard rocks.

Fly above the people. And watching them walk by.

Seeing my old friends and make faces at them.

Cause now my wish has come true.

I've grown feathers, and I can fly away.

Away from here.

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