Leaping from the precipice,
A heart pounding, a reckless bliss.
The wind whispers secrets in his ear,
As he soars through the air, without fear.
The world below, a tiny speck,
As he dances on the wind's deck.
A moment of freedom, pure and wild,
A salto into the unknown, a child.
About the Creator
Moharif Yulianto
a freelance writer and thesis preparation in his country, youtube content creator, facebook
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