A bit of flapping around against a cloudy backdrop, high over familiar lands with the beat of my wings keeping time and the certainty of a changing forecast, and then perched atop a favorite branch, looking around at what’s mine and waiting to see who might join me in before the sunlight shuffles off.
Wings
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