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11,Ooo Feet

At 11,000 feet, open the door Right hand, left hand, hold onto the frame The skies spans forever, the wind does roar Right foot out, left hand to the strut of the plane Right hand next out, left foot on the step Adrenaline flowing, try to slow your breath Sliding hands further out, get a good grip Relax, it's not like you're falling to your death Feet off the step, you're a kite in the air Push your arch, hold your position Wait for instruction, jump master stare He smiles and says GO! This is the mission Hurdling down, hold your arch, keep your count Stay symmetrical, now reach. Now pull! Don't forget to take a look around Your canopy flies, stay in control You check up above, the slider is down Reach up for your toggles to steer Checking the wind, you spin slowly around Up here in the silence, there's nothing to hear You see the horizon, are one with the clouds There's nothing quite like this, nothing so grand First flying, now floating, you say aloud I wish I would never have to land.

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