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soaring… flying high, gaining momentum. how beautiful… but lasts not nature’s beauty as darkness moves in. a chill settles as if the nest were ice… the flight is threatened by a headwind, rolling thunder from afar booms… boisterous, billowing, clouds moving faster, unnerving, unravelling courage, unrelenting fear… but nothing can keep him down. an attitude as wings… a slight shift can fix it all. the gusts blast beneath him… shifting his wings, angling up… . the eagle soars higher. take that which comes against you … and use it to lift you up higher.
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Oct 7, 2011
Oct 7, 2011 at 11:21 AM UTC
The Eagle
soaring… flying high, gaining momentum. how beautiful… but lasts not nature’s beauty as darkness moves in. a chill settles as if the nest were ice… the flight is threatened by a headwind, rolling thunder from afar booms… boisterous, billowing, clouds moving faster, unnerving, unravelling courage, unrelenting fear… but nothing can keep him down. an attitude as wings… a slight shift can fix it all. the gusts blast beneath him… shifting his wings, angling up… . the eagle soars higher. take that which comes against you … and use it to lift you up higher.
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Oct 7, 2011
Oct 7, 2011 at 11:21 AM UTC
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