Hell, this isn't even a story!. It's more along the lines of word vomit!.!.!.
The sky is infinite, but my wings will fill the expanse!.
One day, the sky will be my home!. I’ll escape this world of black and enter one of white!. There will be nothing left for me here, my life will be spent- I will surrender it for another!. A life beyond the atmosphere, close to Heaven, is the one I dream of!. With wings of white, I’ll ascend to God, never fearing my fall to Earth!. I will never come down, I will not grow tired!. No matter what I have to relinquish, nothing can compare to the feathers that emerge from my back and lift me to heights you will never know!. These wings will be my pride and the sky will be mine!. The clouds will part and the birds will bow!. I’ll touch the newborn drops of rain and harmonize with the thunder’s baritone!. The Earth below me will appear beautiful from this far off distance, and I won’t care to look closer!. It will be insignificant compared to the blue and white that wraps itself around me!.
I’ll fly through it forever!.
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