May 1
Today as i left the firehouse, I thought of the fires i had to create and the people that now became homeless. As I walked down the street i saw blank fliers hover over the street and then i looked up and saw birds of all different colors fly over head. As i saw them i pictured myself flying like a bird. I flew over the tall building to the west. I was as free as a cloud to do what i wanted. I saw my house and neighborhood start floating in the sky and then i was a fish swimming in the oce…
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Posted on May 3, 2009 at 8:41pm —
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