Posted on Sep 24, 2015, in Flash Fiction and tagged Art, Creativity, dreams, Flash Fiction, Flying. Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.
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you captured the experience and the feelings of the ride quite nicely. Well done.
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Thank you for dropping by and the compliment! 🙂
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A sort of free verse. Well done. 🙂
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Ta very much dad ❤
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This describes the feeling perfectly, that’s why I love these rides. Good story.
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