If I could fly a plane,
I would take it high above the clouds
to soar to new heights.
I would look down at the ants below
and marvel at how small and
insignificant they now seem.
Goodbye mere mortals
with your boring jobs.
I won’t be back.
I’ll find a mountaintop
to land upon.
A mountain clear of people
and houses.
Hello Freedom!
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