Five hundred days later she realised
There would be no perfect day to fly
There would always be clouds
She would have to learn
to rise above them
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MAY THE SUN BRING YOU NEW ENERGIES BY DAY. MAY THE MOON SOFTLY RESTORE YOU BY NIGHT. MAY THE RAIN WASH AWAY ANY WORRIES YOU MAY HAVE, AND THE BREEZE BLOW NEW STRENGTH INTO YOUR BEING, AND THEN, ALL THE DAYS OF YOU LIFE, MAY YOU WALK GENTLY THROUGH THE WORLD ,AND KNOW ITS BEAUTY AND YOURS
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