We stood on the edge of a cliff...
My hand in yours. We agreed to jump...Decided to sore through the sky until the ground caught up with us. We backed up a few paces... Clutched the others hand as if it were a precious jewels. the rush. The air. The jump. The fall. A gust of wind, a scream and then we were flying again, backwards, back to where we started and this on going cycle we have began yet again...
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hymnagen says: Intense! Thanks for the share |
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2b2b2 says: WOW....Great Share....like the way you flipped this...ONE |
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Lexys says: Thank you very much. I appreciate the comments. Constructive criticism appreciated as well if you have any... |
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