Category: Random
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The Right Time Night Time Flight
The breeze tells me that the time is rightThe clear dark skies speckled with thousands of lightsThe remaining leaves rustle as the wind starts to blowWhispers all around chant “Go! Go! Go!”I close my eyes as I stand up tallI let myself lean forward – I let myself fallThe wind catches me before I fall…
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Waiting and thinking
The wind blew the dusty grit right into our eyes as we stood at the wagonette stop. Since the great sandstorm, and motorised vehicles were written off in one foul-tasting swoop, we’ve all had to go back to the old-fashioned way of travelling by horse. Those with the money had their own horses or five,…