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1. Flying
Flying
It is the reason
For my very
Existence...
...and tonight
I revel in it.
With my birth
Came tremendence gifts
But with humanities
Fondest dreams
It's a gift I won't
Be sharing.
Flying is freedom
Living is existence
but my existence
Like my darker thoughts
Are for another day.
It is the reason
For my very
Existence...
...and tonight
I revel in it.
With my birth
Came tremendence gifts
But with humanities
Fondest dreams
It's a gift I won't
Be sharing.
Flying is freedom
Living is existence
but my existence
Like my darker thoughts
Are for another day.
Published 4th Sep 2020
| Edited 5th Sep 2020
Author's Note
A poem about freedom. Is flying freedom?
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