We always believed we could fly—no one else did.
They only saw us getting as far off the ground as their chains allowed them. But an old goose once told us that there was always a way to make the impossible possible, even if it was a long shot on a distant horizon. So we waited. Waited until the clouds churned black one day and lightning struck the sea. We leapt—some would say fell headfirst. No matter, someone or something caught us, both, and fixed our broken wings.
My Mother Said Write: Shadow Work
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with love,
—Egypt
