Granted. You fly. You fly and can no longer touch the ground. You fly up and up and up and out of the stratosphere. You implode in space.
I wish I could have cake.
Granted. You fly. You fly and can no longer touch the ground. You fly up and up and up and out of the stratosphere. You implode in space.
I wish I could have cake.
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