Too Late
My breath gets
Caught in my throat
And It feels as if
I weigh nothing
I continue moving
Throw the air
Pass the clouds
And birds
The wind strongly
Zips pass me
As I take in the beauty
Of Godβs creation, below
Adrenalin courses
Through my body
While everything
Flies by in record time
A couple moments later
The grass seems closer
I convince myself
That Iβm ready for impact
Then Iβve made it to the
Ground and that was it
Iβm happy to have experienced what
It felt like to fly, before it was too late
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