PC: Toby Burrows

It is precisely because life is too short that I'm scared to live it. One wrong move and the precious few moments I have are clipped like a bird's wings, forever tying me to the choices I have made. Too many mistakes and instead of flying I'm flapping vainly, moving empty air around a pathless life that was made to be seen from the clouds. I cannot see where I'm going from way down here. Every night I dream of leaving the ground behind and cutting a small space for myself in the sky. Becoming a spinning satellite with no end in sight.


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