f l y sky high ✈️

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she folded up her fears
like paper airplanes
and let them fly
into the wind
to never return
again.

friendship is like a paper airplane
you throw it and
hit the person right
in the back of the head.
love is like a porcupine,
if it feels threatened,
it hurts you with hundreds of sharp needles.

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