3 words a day for November 24, 2013…

The higher I fly, the more it rains, the wind blows faster and the turbulence changes. Trying to fly against all odds, trying to reach new heights, despite my flaws. The combination of examples and experience should have prepared me better for this. Our wings got clipped as soon as we fell. Making our way back to heaven through this self-made hell.

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