Tue, 02/16/2016 - 18:29 -- s590987

I am just like an airplane

I sometimes encounter turbulence, but I push through

The weather behind me is forgiven and forgotten as I make my way towards blue skies

My metaphorical engine, my brain, helps me through rough situations as I am preparing to land...

And reach my destination

This poem is about: 
Our world


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