Fighter
Surprising the doctors and everyone else, there have been not one but two more sunrises, and yet he hangs on. The kid is a fighter.
To climb above the haze of thought into clear understanding, to navigate a true course, to take the highest road, to air out my soul, to breathe freely, to soar. This is my essay. all rights reserved by wingman
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