Flying

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it felt like a dream coming true

the horizon was sky-blue

flying high with that plane

that feeling was just insane

when you well the breeze in your hair

together it had such a flair

nobody can take away my memories

they are durable like ivories

I felt like a bird with wings

that was one of the most amazing things

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