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CHI - BUF

by natalia-quilles

The airport terminal was so full In October it felt like Christmas. Eight gates packed with people and No seats left I couldn't stop smiling. And the runway was lined with red And blues and greens so that when The plane took off I couldn't Look away, I wanted those Christmas lights To be the last thing I'd see If I died right then. And I realized that if I died Right then that I'd be okay with it For the first time, and I checked, I asked myself, "Are you happy Right now?" And I said "Yes I'm So damn happy right now!" And I was, And it was true, And I didn't believe in anything Big or anything so it was a pretty Big deal that I would be okay To die right then, And we leveled out and it Was so dark outside and I could see the Christmas lights on For miles. 'Q
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Mar 9, 2014
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10/10/13

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