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[kalima23]

I can
I will
fall...
forth into this fog that rises and carries me heavenward
and I will...
soar.
Soar.
Soar over these weeping willow trees that wave to me like my goodbye
my goodbye to the sorrows of yesteryear.
I struggle like the butterfly emerging
hoping for a new ability.
A new strength to love above myself.
A new hope; I will cast off the burdens that linger on my lips
and soar into the cotton candy clouds of fantasy
fantasy... that tomorrow will rise above.