In flight........
Across the sky I soar.Floating like a bird high above the clouds,across the noon day breeze.I watch the blankets of snow roll across the valley as the tops of the mountains are too high to catch the falling flakes.I begin to dip and weave between the mountain peaks,frolicking about as joyous as can be.I sweep across the crevasses to feel the captured winds blow gently across my face.A strong bellowing of forcefully violent gusts guiding my trek across this wintry wonderland.....
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