Rock face

Matthew stood on the edge of the rocks. The wind took his breath away. He leaned into the air. It whipped his face, wrapped around his body. Raising his arms, he felt as if he could fly. He stood on the edge, a tear formed in his eye. Lowering himself, he resting his legs over the rock face, lay on his back and sung to the sky.

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