Tomorrow We Fly — an original poem

Follow me, roamer,
and together we’ll touch
fortune’s fickle fingers and
the lips of the sky —
follow me, dreamer,
and no height is too much,
for no fears shall linger when
tomorrow we fly.
© 2015 Stellular Scribe

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