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They say humans can't fly but I beg to differ. There are a few of us, a silent minority, that can fly. Floating through the white fluff of clouds, Pure and untouched Dancing on them; high above the world In the heavens Unreachable Invincible Before I descend back to the ground And look up wondering when I will spread my wings and fly once more.
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Jul 7, 2018
Jul 7, 2018 at 10:10 AM UTC
Powder Skiing
They say humans can't fly but I beg to differ. There are a few of us, a silent minority, that can fly. Floating through the white fluff of clouds, Pure and untouched Dancing on them; high above the world In the heavens Unreachable Invincible Before I descend back to the ground And look up wondering when I will spread my wings and fly once more.
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Jul 7, 2018
Jul 7, 2018 at 10:10 AM UTC
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