~𝓓𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓼~

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It was my dream to fly when I was a child.

11 years later, There I sat at the edge of the top of a 56-story building,

The wind was cold and calming.

For the first time, I felt... relaxed.

I peeked below me and saw the wonderful city lights that shined throughout the night and thought about the memories I could've made...

If only I wasn't alone.

Then...

The breeze felt faster.

Before I knew it, I was already falling head-first.

I saw my reflection from the countless windows that I passed by.

My dream came true

I was finally flying...

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