the beginning is the end is the beginning

august 17th, 2001 / five twenty three pm

last night i had a dream
a friend gave me wings and told me i could fly
after a bit of uncertainty
and comforting words from this friend
i stretched out my newly acquired wings
and began to flap them
as soon as i found my rythm,
i was off the ground and flying free

no sooner than i had been 50 feet in the air
a gust of air sent me spinning out of control
as i was heading fast towards the ground
the one thought i had was

"this is going to hurt"

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