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As light as a feather. She's flies, floats, travels. Willow trees rustle around her. She hears whispers. A whirl of wind picks up. In the distance something catches her eye. She watches it drift towards her feet. The freedom of air ripples through her body. She lusts for more. She sees a soft blur scurry past. Wings flutter to their own rhythm. The atmosphere calms to a still. Her own exhale echoes with purity.

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