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I know something that you don't. not a secret, an experience that you missed well... that you narrowly avoided You know the gist, the facts, but you don't know. If you missed the taxi and missed the plane and the plane crashed there would be relief, but the disaster was only in my mind. Shot down, holes blasted, things blown away and people screamed. I knew it was going down but stayed in my seat. Not afraid, not like you. I am both weak and strong through this knowing this going down only... to be rescued in the water. You will see me again when I am home.
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Sep 8, 2014
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