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The bigger the picture of an airplane wings

The bigger the picture of an airplane wings me sitting next to the window makes my eardrums filled with massive gush of wind, my mind races up to the sky. if only my Black and White Princes will be there, seating next to me, my blood will boil warm down to my fingernails. my mind wanders to....... like a flapping sail in the sea. it is what is. i plan to do that. i desire such an experience. if i can play a song to strengthen my desire, i would choose a song by Celion Dion, yes the titanic type of song, the one moves out a shear tear, changes a weather like a destiny.

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