A/N - Oh goodness. Kill me now! I have about eighty million ideas and not enough time or effort to keep all of them up. Anyone want to help?
Anyway, this is a little glimpse into an idea inspired by a friends music:
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Go and listen to it. It's an amazing song. Yes I know her, and it was performed in my High Schools choir room. If you look real hard and know what I look like, you might see me clapping at the end.
Her name is Celeste Ignacio. Add her or something.
PS - Talk about a crazy year! There are medical issues up and down this years calendar! And tomorrow is MY turn at them. Wish me good luck that I don't have something serious!
DISCLAIMER - Don't own Gundam Wing. Don't own the song that inspired this.
"You can do it."
My typing stops at his words. I look over to him; he's still typing.
"You can make it. The only way you can't is if you never try."
Finally he looks at me with a soft 'heh.'
"You were born to fly."
His head tilts as he closes his eyes and smiles with another little 'heh.'
He continues typing soon after and I'm left to wonder…
I had yet to express my wish. And somehow Duo knew about it.
