Wings

I watched
as she edged closer to my cliff.

I watched
as she inhaled my breath.

I watched
as she glanced down my abyss.

I watched
as she took the plunge.

I watched
as she spread her wings.

I watched
as she fell.

I let her fall
and I did not catch her
— with wings like those,
she was meant to fly.

~M.G.~

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