My Friends Can Fly
I have a classical, if not romantic, love for the idea of flying. The thought of soaring through the air, in a place where physical…
I have a classical, if not romantic, love for the idea of flying. The thought of soaring through the air, in a place where physical boundaries cannot make claim of my body is a reoccurring daydream. …
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