With a name like Melissa Sparrow you honestly would think you'd be able to fly. Freedom is what she wishes for most of all. To sore across the sky, breeze cooling her face, nothing holding her back. No worries what so ever. If only there were no more early mornings of swimming length after endless length. Every day being the same, never any change in flight path. Melissa feels as though she'll die regretting all the time she lost.
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