Remember the days when we wished we could fly
We would look up at the sky and think that will be me, one day.
Out there, somewhere in the real world. But were waiting for the time come when we would receive a notice that you are finally free. Free to live, free to be and free to believe.
Today is now, this is your call to claim what you’ve always had.. all along.
You are already the sky, you are the birds and the planes and it has always been there for you to own, this whole time.
There will always be another, another thing to distract you from what you see. But please remember, you are the one from those earlier days. When you look up on the sky know it’s you that you see.
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