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Apr 2020
fly
I was a mockingbird in my other life. That's why I feel the need for sugar, that's why my heart gets so excited, beating so hard in my chest, that’s why I don't like cages and I’m always dreaming in the clouds, feeling the freedom. That's why I learn in this life to fly. Because I remember the feeling and i crave the fredom of flying
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carmel
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   Bogdan Dragos
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