By: Lynn White We were the golden people then, flying high above the rest, shimmering like the arrogant angels we saw playing way above the clouds. We could almost touch them with our arms outstretched as we danced our way through…
By: Lynn White We were the golden people then, flying high above the rest, shimmering like the arrogant angels we saw playing way above the clouds. We could almost touch them with our arms outstretched as we danced our way through…