Flying

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I jumped up, reaching my hand out to the sky as I flew up. My hair fluttering in the wind as I looked up at the cloudy blue sky. I felt as though I could reach the clouds before feeling myself start to drift down towards the ground. As I collided onto the floor, I felt myself go back up towards the sky. A never ending loop of reaching for the clouds, then the stars in the night. It was only until somebody called my name that I stopped. Getting off the trampoline I smiled, knowing I'll play again.

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