An endless ocean of blue
Little resistance brushes my face
Wisps of white
Translucent floating foam
Rays of gold warm my face
A flock of geese join me
A sea of green passes below
Arms extended
Mountains pass by
People busy themselves at work
As I soar into the vast beyond
Wind underneath and above
Rushing at blinding speeds
The ground is lost in freedom
Former rules no longer matter
No boundaries exist
Effortless flight through the open air
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