Wind Binder
Wind Binder
First plane to fly 1903.
A flying machine.
Made from the Wright Brothers.
Take flight through the air.
Glide through the horizon.
What an amazing feeling.
Transport here and there.
The sky is transparent.
What an accomplishment.
Skim through the clouds, air lift.
Breathtaking views.
With sunset hues.
Embrace the ride.
There is nothing like it.
What a heavenly sight.
Fly high.
Fly away in disbelief.
Fast as a bird on silver wings.
Leave everyone behind.
A wind binder in the sky.
A place to be free.
Feel the cool breeze.
Miles into the unknown.
The sky for me is home.
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