Flying Alone
I need to hold on for one reason one purpose
but what but for who/ who I am holding this seat for.
Reserve seats for Two one Destination/ Waiting/ Just waiting for someone to parallel alongside me.
I have one right foot ready to depart left foot ready to turn back around in deceives. Confused about my next decision may become.
What’s uphold for? Yell the Pilot ready to depart for LAX... its suppose to be two of us but I guest She became ICE Cold and Second guest her decision.
THE view up above looks Marvelous beautiful scenery changes of the clouds as I fly away to my new home better time spent.
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