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I dreamed of flight and ascension to a magical world in the clouds. The emotion and realism I have not the heart and skill to tell.
I flew in the open carriage of an invisible zip line. Oh, the blast of winds and breath left thin roused dilation in my eyes.
By Chantelle Willow SpiritI dreamed of flight and ascension to a magical world in the clouds. The emotion and realism I have not the heart and skill to tell.
I flew in the open carriage of an invisible zip line. Oh, the blast of winds and breath left thin roused dilation in my eyes.