March 19, 2012
By chasef0908 BRONZE, Columbus, Ohio
chasef0908 BRONZE, Columbus, Ohio
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I soar high above the sky,able to see the greens of the ground.I drift around the skys, letting myself just blow through the air. Lifted high above evrything, peaceful, not regretting this.I beg not to be put on the ground ever.I let the wing blow back my hair, letting the vibrant warm air send my body into a soft pulsing fit.The world below me reaches out saying"don't worry you're troubles are free.'re flying!

The author's comments:
this was a short piece i found the prompt"up in the air" hope you enjoy it not my best!

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