Sometimes I wish I could fly.
Rise higher than the clouds.
Touch the azure sky.
Escape the pressure inside my head.
Leave all the mental pain behind.
I would run as fast as I can.
Defeat my demons.
Destroy whatever holds me back from living.
I would be free like the wind.
Braver than my tears.
Stronger than my fears.
Feel the rainbow's countless colours.
World would be healthy.
Humankind would see its beauty.
Mortal lives would fill it with harmony.
With peace and hope and love and kindness.
I would dance and sing through the night.
Oh Ahimsa.
God would see that it's good.
Sounds as wonderful as impossible, right?
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