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Inanimate objects high in the sky, silently they fly, silently passing you by Elgantly built, some for speed but mostly built to cover a need A need to get from A To B as quickly, cheaply and efficiently Transporting you from your life at home to another less familiar zone Some of us like it hot and by the beach, tanning and surfing all day long Some of us like to be out of reach, isolated in a small hut on a hill, hiking each day is our chosen thrill Some of us choose a City Break, a short hop to another land with different vibes and different sounds Some of us fly business class of course, they get the extra room and a pillow to aid your sleep The majority fly economy stowing your bags at your feet Whatever your choice its much the same aim, getting away for a break is your game. You may choose Las Vegas, Florida or France, Iceland, New York or Jamaica, Singapore, Rome or Venice, the world is your oyster. You may choose to climb a mountain, dive in deep seas, camp by a fire, go see a band, dance by candlelight on the sand. All of these choices are yours to explore let the Plane whisk you away to these destinations and more. Your imagination is endless so let your mind roam free, have courage, book your ticket,  choose your destiny
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Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 1:11 PM UTC
Planes
Inanimate objects high in the sky, silently they fly, silently passing you by Elgantly built, some for speed but mostly built to cover a need A need to get from A To B as quickly, cheaply and efficiently Transporting you from your life at home to another less familiar zone Some of us like it hot and by the beach, tanning and surfing all day long Some of us like to be out of reach, isolated in a small hut on a hill, hiking each day is our chosen thrill Some of us choose a City Break, a short hop to another land with different vibes and different sounds Some of us fly business class of course, they get the extra room and a pillow to aid your sleep The majority fly economy stowing your bags at your feet Whatever your choice its much the same aim, getting away for a break is your game. You may choose Las Vegas, Florida or France, Iceland, New York or Jamaica, Singapore, Rome or Venice, the world is your oyster. You may choose to climb a mountain, dive in deep seas, camp by a fire, go see a band, dance by candlelight on the sand. All of these choices are yours to explore let the Plane whisk you away to these destinations and more. Your imagination is endless so let your mind roam free, have courage, book your ticket,  choose your destiny
Simples, a plane flew quietly overhead whilst I was out walking lunchtime
jackie-mead
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60/F/United Kingdom
Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 1:11 PM UTC
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