Fly
lifted, soaring, free.
I cant feel my feet.
I never touch the ground.
in the night I fly.
I soar so high.
i'm just like a bird in the sky.
I fall.
I shrink.
I die.
we die.
she dies.
He dies.
we die.
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I'm 20 years old and have been writing poems and stories since I can remember, I love to create things and I hope to continue to do so.
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