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sometimes I feel like my wings are just holding me down my mother calls them a blessing but I’ve never heard of a blessing like this what god gave me these wings and thought “this will be great” as his hand molded my bones knowing I would never I could never that my wings would never let me fly
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Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 1:25 PM UTC
wing-ed
sometimes I feel like my wings are just holding me down my mother calls them a blessing but I’ve never heard of a blessing like this what god gave me these wings and thought “this will be great” as his hand molded my bones knowing I would never I could never that my wings would never let me fly
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M/Aspen, Colorado
Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 1:25 PM UTC
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