Free Fall
I was on the way up,
full of can do confidence.
Fearless.
In control.
Now I’m falling.
I’m in free fall.
Still in control,
but barely.
I stretch out my arms
wishing for wings
to help me up,
help me soar again.
I’m still in control,
but barely
knowing that below
there’ll be nothing.
Nothing
that will
break
my fall.
https://medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/2022/06/all-of-flutter.html
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