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my dad's thoughts about when he jumped out of a plane in the army. |
| I look down below at the passing land With a deep breath, I step off and out of the plane I love the rushing of the wind in my hair The feeling of flight could make anyone insane This is it. If I fell, it would all be over There are no more chances to chicken out I feel so alive and free right now I guess this is the feeling skydivers talk about I look down, time to pull my chute Reaching over, I tug the large cord at my side The parachute deploys and I slowly glide down Now all that's left is the enjoy the ride |