I wish I could to fly today.
I wish I had wings.
I wish I had wings.
Do you ever wonder about magic? About the deepest and most silent depth of the forest and the magic it must hold. Do you ever wish you could see a faerie? What little girl doesn't wish she were a faerie? Glittering wings, porcelain faces with devious grins. 
"Once upon a sundrenched day, we sat beneath a willow tree and with the breeze wrestling through the swaying leaves we held hands with the earth and sky. ~Flavia
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