Fear of Flying

The fear is gone

I guess my eyes are wide open

I see the golden grass

meet the sky

at the top of the hill

I raise my hand

reaching for the tips

the mountain tops

the clouds

I have a fear of flying

but I soar with joy

I close my eyes again

keep dreaming

when I wake up

the fear will be holding me tight again

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