trapped

Trapped in my prison of a never ending tunnel,

I see the land stretch into the unknown,

The sea a speck of blue on the horizon,

How I long to fly free,

Like a bird soaring across the heavens.

Poetry : Mira Sophia

Photography : Antonio

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