Two Hundred Twenty-Four

My wings are missing this morning. I am relatively sure I can no longer fly. But I can pretend, which is the next best thing. If reality doesn’t suit me, I have alternates readily available.

About John Swinburn

"Love not what you are but what you may become."― Miguel de Cervantes
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