πŸ’Ž

There is an exact moment during take off,
Where a plane has no choice but to become airborne,
Once you hit that speed, being in the sky becomes safer than being on the ground.

You are flying, whatever the consequences may be.
There is no escape
You have to keep going forward.
You have passed a point of no returns.

Am flying, so high above the ground.
Am looking for landmarks that will navigator me home
But am so far up, everything seems so unfamiliar to me,

My new life, my head spinning.

Spinning

Spinning for you Gem.

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