Chasing
"Passengers Gasp, Hearts Racing with Delight"
In the dawn's embrace, the balloon ascends,
Silent canvas soaring where the wild wind bends.
Above the Rockies' peaks, shadows dance and glide,
Pterodactyls circle, ancient wings spread wide.
With a slingshot's whisper, pellets pierce the sky,
Echoes of adventure, moments passing by.
Passengers gasp, hearts racing with delight,
In the thrill of flight, under morning's light.
Each shot a dance, a ballet in the air,
Balancing fear and wonder with expert care.
Amidst the quiet thrill and the mountain's call,
Chasing pterodactyls, we embrace it all.
Chasing echoes of forgotten grace,
In the quiet corners of time and space.
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Isra
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