Today, I sat on my mother's lap as she pointed to the birds flying freely through the air. They glide with such ease. I giggled while I watched them fly by, trying to grab them and being disappointed when I couldn't quite reach them.
I looked over the balcony and felt free.
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The Balcony
FanfictionDan looks over a balcony every day of his life. Dan has lived in more than one house for the last 24 years, but has had a balcony on each one. These are his thoughts each year.
