Up there. In the sky. That's, well, where I belong. Everyday, I dream of the chance to soar through that deep dark blue. Like a car, speeding down the race track. But right now, I'm grounded. Stuck, away from the place where I want to be.
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This is a continuing story Ayaan will be writing. Feel free to give him ideas about what to add in the comments.