Some wings are never lost; they are only folded with care, kept close during the seasons when you choose to carry someone else before yourself. There is no failure in that, no disappearance of who you are, only a quiet postponement, a moment where life asked you to place your own sky on hold.

What waits within you does not fade. It does not forget the shape of the air or the memory of light. It simply remains, patient, steady, untouched by time in the way that only the deepest parts of us can be.

And when you turn back to it, when you allow yourself to reach for it again, you will not return as the same person who once set those wings aside. You will return with knowing, with weight, with a tenderness that understands both the ground you stood on and the sky you once dreamed of.

Perhaps that is what makes the flight different the second time—not higher, not faster, but truer.

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