Since I was little, every time I saw a plane in the sky, I would think, "Wherever you're going, take me with you." I just wanted to leave-didn't matter where.
But now, when I see a plane, I wish it luck. I hope it brings people home-to a place where they feel safe, loved, and accepted. Because planes don't always take you where you want to go, but where you need to be.
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Collection of short Stories
PoesíaThis is a collection of very short stories, poetry if you'd like, that I wrote some time ago.
