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I can't believe its not butter, fly like an eagle


(poems go here) The world is so big And she so small She is scared and weak Moving centimeter by centimeter Inch by inch She is crowded and content She is hidden and secure She feels so hideous Can life get any worse? Her eyelashes flutter She opens up wide She now sees the light And, therefore, it sees her She made it through Soaring, flying, triumphing
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