The cooling breeze strike in glee,
taking height and flow ever so free.
I watch as you dance upon the sky,
calling upon your friends as you fly.
The feeling of freedom,
relieving my boredom.
Come and take flight,
dance and soar towards the light.
I'm describing from a viewpoint of someone who is watching the birds fly. In a way, I envy their carefree life and their freedom. Their ability to fly as I watch over them. I view the birds flying as them dancing in the sky.
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