If you must gift me something
Gift me wings
To help me fly away
From all the material things
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Frank Solanki 
Let’s be Frank…well said my friend. Well said!
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Thank you.
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I love this thought.
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Nicely put.
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Thanks.
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LOVE this, and agree that the title allures.
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Yes.
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By the time we get our wings, we are too feeble to fly.
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Metaphorically, I think we do need wings of a sort… still waiting for mine…
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YES! This is amazing.
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Hear, hear! Or, here, here, Sir!
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Do we really need wings to fly? 😉
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How nice, Frank !
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Thanks.
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I Love this.
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Your titles alone are beautiful
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