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I know what it feels like to fly. I dream dreams of pushing off the ground into the limitless blue sky. That memory keeps me airborne as I walk the earth.

For us to rise, we have to let go. What weighs us down has to be left behind. Sometimes what is
left behind is how we see ourselves. As we fly, we create a new sense of who we are. When we do that I believe we all can fly.

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