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See, there it is. It's flying high in the sky, its wings are spread far open and it's soaring, free. As it glides through the sky like a dolphin under water, it's doing whatever it wants. It can see from up above and is looking overhead at the world.

With the wind in its face it crinkles its nose, but it's a pleasant feeling. The feel of cool and misty air touching the feathers of its wings is non-explicable. It knows its special in its own right because nothing can touch it or make it any different than what it is. It swoops through a cloud and begins to fall way way down. Yet something stops it from falling hard. Its that existance which makes its niche so important. Its just being there and alive is what makes it fly up above and beyond.

That bird is what I'd like to be. If we were all given what we'd wished for I'd be high up looking down at a shadow that would always be there.