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VANTAGE POINT 2

I am as blue as the sky, blending into it as though we were one. How freeing it is to soar above the river below. How light I feel. How carefree. My arms have transformed into delicate wings, my mouth into a beak. I am a Blue Jay riding the winds. Perhaps I can stay a bird and not have to be Maya again. I have lost sight of Bunim. Where is he? The last thing I remember is being a blade of grass at his feet.