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Flap, flap, flap, glide. Flap, flap, flap, glide. I listen to the calming rhythm of the wing beats keeping us afloat in the air, flap, flap, flap, glide. With everything that had happened in the last, what; day? I’ve had no time to actually think, well there was that one time, but that was more just freaking out, and now, it’s calm, and I can actually, finally, think over whatever the heck just happened. Flap, flap, flap, glide. I… I don’t even know, it’s all just so confusing and everything happened so fast I haven't had the time to process anything.
