Magnificent Wings

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This poem is from when I was in year 5; so please respect it for what it is and don't think to badly of it. >.<

I look up,

Lost in the darkness,

It encapsulates me,

I feel like I’m falling,

Then I’m flying.

I like falling,

It’s better than flying,

When you fall,

You know where,

You’re going to end up.

When you fly,

There are no certainties,

To where you will land,

Only that somehow,

You will reach the earth eventually.

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