Tuesday, October 9

Land At Home

Every last thread
is shred
Every last bind
unbuckled
Free to fly
into your rightful home
You glide over your world
seemingly on your own
Awake to the knowledge
you've never been
alone
You use both wings
And land at home
Using both wings
You are at home

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