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At incredible heights. There is an awesome view. I step out onto the platform. I look below and see the earth's curvature. Along with white small puffy clouds with Oceans, that look like mirrors. I take a flying leap! Into the nothingness. No sound no wind. Then suddenly! Gusts of wind hit me as if from a tornado. The silence has become a roar! I continue to fall and see That the clouds have become large and overshadowing. I continue falling through the clouds. Suddenly! I see patches of brown and green squares. I say, "My fast ride is soon coming to an end." I pull my ripcord, My parachute opens. I float slowly down to the beautiful earth. I have fallen from incredible heights to incredible lows. What a rush! ! ! Can we do that again? At Incredible Heights. © 2013 - 2014 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 7:30 AM UTC
At Incredible Heights