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Felecia, Age 14, Springville, NY

The wind was blowing through my hair.
Jumping, flying everywhere.
Grinding rails and jumping stair,
launching high into the air.
Go fast up ramps and ollie high,
look at me! Now I can fly!
Soaring high, slice through the air.
Watch as millions of people stare.
As I land my biggest trick,
a scream from the audience, now I feel slick.
More and more cheers I get to get.
When I look back on that day,
I realize it's more than play.
It's my life. It's what I do.
Now stop reading this and go do what you do!

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