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Thinking About Flyin


I spend most of my time wishing I could fly..just how would it feel to just touch the sky...but the reallity of thing is I'm only 62inches high....and that not enough to touch the sky...lifting my body off this ground and going to places that can never be found...I Mercury-Star don't ever wanna come down...further and further I go I reach the stars that shine with a very heavy glow...and now I want to shine ..even if I don't show. That much of a glow...I still have it in me and I kno where to go...I spend most of my time wishing that I can fly just to see how it will feel to just touch the sky....I am Alive Thinking bout Flying...(*ShineOn Stars*)
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