Fly a while

I’m not sure of where

I was going but still,

I flew

I flew last night.

I felt free

I was as light as

A feather

Had no sense of direction

Felt no need for it

I could see things being left

Being left behind

Where they always are

Usually when you travel

At such high speeds

You worry.

Worry about such things

As are crushes and their accompanying pains,

You are usually thrilled, excited.

You hold your breath

Gain a spell of insanity

As every as everything passes bye

Care free.

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