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Tuesday 10 June 2014

Nasibah I could fly.

If I cold fly in the air travailing though New Zealand and between the rocks.And also would be flying though the air right now.As wishing to have riskey wings to whizil by. I almost crashed into the trees.i fly like a bird I could see the view from above the sky.

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