Blood rushing through my ears
Engines rush the air with excitement
To remind the wings of the thrill they were born for.
Anticipation keeps my thoughts from resting
tracing the invisible landscapes
Outside my window with my imaginary lines
There are no boundaries, merely just imaginary things that beings like you create. Or I create barriers that I find myself breaking through at all times becoming more and more free with every breathe of a blessed spirit that lives within the deepest part of this once lost soul.
Breathe in
Fell blood
Rush through my heart
Hear it beat
In time with music
Thoughts
Prayers
Joys
Sorrows...I am alive.
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