United States
43° 31' 16.2984" N, 89° 30' 43.2288" W

Angel's wings, Flying
Free of chains, always flying
Feathers fall blameless

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When I think of wings I think of freedom. The freedom to be able to run away at anytime. To not be the subject of a bully, or even discrimination. Just to be free, to be my self. And not having to blame myself for things I didn't do, but the blame others would put onto me.

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