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  • Writer's pictureYow Yi-woon 游爾奐

Soar Free 自在

Be the pilot of your soul.

Bird spreading its wings of flamboyant shimmer, soaring free into brightness and peace.

Sink, and soar.

Summoned to the nights abhorred.

Wings of light spread rays of dawn

near and far from the brim of horizon

to the lands dwelled,

a place called home,

building hope

for the delicate and blessed borns.


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