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?The snow is melting, by the spring. The birds fly in the sky, reaching out with their wings. Reaching out for the air to lift them up. Pure air beneth their wings. I want to fly, away from the world, to the real life. I want it to begin, here and now. I want to disappear from the world right now, and begin a new life in another world, far away from here.
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