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Jul 2016
At some point in every child's life they will wish for the gift of flight.
They will want wings to soar through the sky,
following the birds on the breeze.
To escape all their worries and doubts by simply flying away.
But we are all human and are not capable of such things.
Knowing this we still naively dream of one day being able to fly on wings like birds do.
But maybe one day, if the many children in the world just keep wishing for the impossible, then maybe, just maybe a miracle will occur,
and one beautiful little child will have their wish granted and an angel will be born.
I have wanted to fly ever since I was little
Illya Oz
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Illya Oz  Agender/Australia
(Agender/Australia)   
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