They wanted to keep me from flying, but growing in the darkness made me strong and when I reached the asphalt, it gave way like the earth before it. With the sun’s help I flowered and ripened until I was ready to leave my old body behind.
Now I ride the wind, laughing above the heads of the ones that would keep me down, heading for the moon. She might even become my bride. Everything seems possible so far from the ground.
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