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Monday, March 10, 2008

Flight


I turn my face to the wind, coming out of the east. I make a running leap and spread my wings. One beat, two beats, up and down, slowly I gain hieght. Below me I see people running, going places, cars, houses, tall buildings. I soar higher and higher, as high as my wings will take me. I relish the feel of the rush of the wind against my face, and tickling the feathers in my wings. I soar above the clouds, higher than the tallest mountains. Higher and higher, and higher still. I soar.

I open my eyes.... I awake from a dream, that I had wished would never end.

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