A strange poem...

Wed, 10/13/2021 - 04:59 -- ajn

Jumping,

Higher and higher I rise into the sky,

Flying,

The air beneath my wings lift me till I fly,

Falling...

The strange reality comes and smacks me in the face,

Causing me to back away in discrace.

 

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