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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

I've dreamt of flying many times. My arms as my wings, fleshy and heavy. Difficult to flap and get my own weight off the ground. Once I was in the air though, pure bliss. Warm summer sun, wind rolling through the tall grass. Trees below me. No longer fearing the height or the possibility of falling. How I long to fly. It's no wonder the birds sing joyful songs each day.

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

yo dibujo muchos tigres porque es muy divertido

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nicc @nicccs

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

yo dibujo muchos tigres porque es muy divertido

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nicc @nicccs

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep

I've dreamt of flying many times. My arms as my wings, fleshy and heavy. Difficult to flap and get my own weight off the ground. Once I was in the air though, pure bliss. Warm summer sun, wind rolling through the tall grass. Trees below me. No longer fearing the height or the possibility of falling. How I long to fly. It's no wonder the birds sing joyful songs each day.

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tooth @cleep

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tooth @cleep