One day.
A beautiful day, full of anticipation, with birds chirping happy songs in the atmosphere.
My smile and I walk toward the first sunrise of the year.
Our first day spent looking up at the sky,
Not a care in this world, not wondering why.
A rush.
A careless progression toward the forefront of happiness.
Come together, my love, my bird – my flightless feather.
The sun may rise, but night will always fall,
And in the darkness, shadows heed the call.
Beneath the mask of light, the dark does hide,
In every heart, where secret fears reside.
Adrenaline.
Surging through me as I stand at the cliff’s edge, ready to leap.
I want to fight, but my heart falls asleep.
There is no place I’d rather be, and everyone agrees but me.
Whispers.
The wind carries secrets only the brave dare to hear,
Of dreams unspoken and the weight of fear.
We dance on the edge of dawn and night,
In a world where shadows embrace the light.
Hand in hand, we face the unknown,
In this vast universe, together, alone.
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