as a bird
as a bird that spreads its feathers that shine against the sun
as a bird that glides with the wind
as one who is nothing like a bird,
be free
About Me
- HALEYFORD
- "Our world is no more permanent than a wave rising on the ocean. Whatever our struggles and triumphs, however we may suffer them, all too soon they bleed into a wash, just like watery ink on paper"
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