Take Flight
I'm not sure what's happening, but the old plan is out of sight. Gonna have to reevaluate, and muster up some new fight. Not sure how I made it this far, maybe it's been out of spite. Not sure how I'm still going, Maybe sheer force of will and might. Things are looking pretty dim, but I'll keep looking for the light. Gonna keep my shades on, cause I know things are about to get bright. I've been on the ground a while now, new beginnings are out of sight. But Houston, can I get a countdown? Cause my shit's about to take flight. ~ Rachel G Ezell ©rachelezell27
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