Free Bird
Mia Lehmkuhl i have stood at the precipice of drawing breath or losing it
i have walked to the cusp of a rocky skyscraper and managed to turn the other cheek to its jagged jaws i have ran to and from the alluring depths feeling the tide just barely sweep me off my feet nothing’s better than feeling alive when you are closest to your demise so as i drag my feet to the edge of the world for the final time i lifted my arms and i flew.
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