My name is Learning to Fly Red
- Apr 27, 2015
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My name is Learning to Fly Red.
My mother's name is Finding Her Smile Red.
My father's name is Letting Anger Go Red.
I come from a people knonw for flying above the clouds.
Remember me.
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"In just a few lines [a person can deliver] an emotional resume, a lineage of family, a history of trauma and resilience, a narrative far more personal and revealing than any standard self introduction." -Reagan Jackson, The Seattle Globalist
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