i want to fly. i can imagine it now. i get a little bit of a running start and then i just lift off the ground. slowly at first as i fight gravity, but then im moving faster and faster. the wind makes a loud rushing sound in my ears which drowns out any thoughts or doubts. i can see my home, my town, my way of life. but its far away now. i can do flips and turns and just soar over oceans and mountains and deserts. i wave to the geese as they travel south and i smile at the pelicans as they scoop fish out of the ocean. because i would be one of their comrades. besides, the ability to fly would be another step to me becoming a superhero.
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