Living the Life, When You've Been

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February 2017

Living the Life, When You've Been

 

At a velocity that was

Terminal 

13 feet,per second, per second.

I learned, all about, time.

At altitude .....

5 miles, up.

Where the sky and clouds merge.

On a power dive, and glide.

I arrived with crash, to the sound.

Of.....fluttering wings?

Ride her, like the wind.

And, then hang on.

As the earth, reaches up, 

to grab you.

Blue skies, green fields.

And an adrenaline rush......

Only found, elsewhere.

Perhaps, on a fast bike......

Or

 

In a war

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