that airplanes held no more
magic for me.
A strategic combination of
fuel and speed and
aerodynamics.
No longer the alchemy of people
in the sky
where they don't belong.
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- Ambition Bird
- "... She put her arms around me and felt my shoulder blades, to see if my wings were strong, she said. 'The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth" -Kate Chopin
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