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Where Stars Collide,
February 12, 2011
My feet sway in the air, as I swing away from the ground. Gravity tries to hold me back, but I know I can not back down. I’m almost there, I’m still on flight. The fear of falling forces me to look ahead and not behind. I can not go back, the breeze of dusk drags me up. Up and above, up and up I reach for the sky. I soar, I fly, I flutter my wings one last time.
I’m finally here, where stars collide.
© Sean C., Princeton, IL
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Everytime I think of it, I am reminded of my childhood, how easy the Summer days passed as I flew on my grandparent's swing.