Random

1: Falling

I let the wind hold me... blow through my hair... my fingers. I don't care, it didn't matter that I was watching the ground get farther and farther away. It doesn't matter that  new grooms coming to me and I can't even see it. The feeling of the wind... of falling... was nice... I know it will hurt in the end or it will feel like nothing... I know that the candy full sky could, the playful sand that goes between your toes, the sparkly sun... could be gone from this... but it's nice. It's nice to know that it feels nice for the time I have...no one would think that me... Max... would ever think this... ever dream of doing this just to get up and do it in the morning. No one thought that I would like finally
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