• Hannah Flowers

you hate cold weather make big plans to head west leave everyone behind and fly free but you're still right here your wings just across the river you say you just need to rest but you're afraid of the heat a man made of wax and feather you have disdain for the very thing that keeps you from melting there's a reason you're tethered you crave sun-kissed shoulders solely for the mystery eager to turn your back on a fate so tender and sweet why won't you let yourself be happy?

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