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Falls and Flights

From the sky to the land, It’s so painful! First thought: Enough! It’s the last flight! But then again we look at the sky and wish to fly. This is our human nature. We forget about danger and again look for adventure. We are strange, strong and weak, something more we seek. As only the wounds heal we again feel to fly up to the sky, surprising God with our wish that flourish and vanish. We believe only in a good dream after so many falls and anguish. We have not enough life, we have not enough sky, we have not enough time, and it flies. Thousand times we make new tries and…after all start from the very beginning, looking for a new sporting. This is the rotation of life: falls and flights, up to the end my dearest friend.

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