One day i told myself i will grow my pair of wings. I've always wanted to fly, defy gravity,break the chains that hold me down to the ground.
I've always wanted to see what more the world could offer me. I have known this small town like the back of my hand. Even with eyes closed i know the next store or curb around.
Familiar faces are everywhere, greetings and smiling faces from strangers I've once seen. Yet, still the adrenaline is inside of me every time I pass by the bridges leading off this town.
If having wings to fly out of here was possible I'd never be staying.
So every night i pray, every morning I wake up working hard to finally leave this place.
This town is not enough for me to grow, rather its limiting me to be better.
Years went by and i noticed my back getting heavier.
Not knowing if its from the pressure of growing up or finally magical wings would sputter. So I took a leap of faith and broke my routines. Finally, I have grown wings.
Packing bags and books and a map, its time for me to go.
Its time for me to travel the world and explore, with my wings i shall soar.
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