The smallest lark can carry it, while the strongest man might not. What am I?
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15, Female, and all about art. I prefer digital, like my profile pic, but, I'll draw on basic paper. I may continue to show art as my icon, so...yeah. I live in London, England, and I am an art major and an honors choir student. I fly planes, make waves on jet skiis, and usually like to hang out with my fox, Zero, and my barn owl, Wisp. I have brown hair that used to have black and blue in it. I also have dark blue eyes. My favorite games are Portal 2, Mass Effect 2, Team Fortress 2, and Dragon Age: Origins.
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