Paper Airplane
I often ponder the places I wish to visit,
All the things I want to experience,
All the people I want to help.
One night, I had a very special idea
To write all of the places down,
Draw a little stick figure, too,
And construct a paper airplane.
When the first star comes out,
I throw it into the sky,
The night time breeze setting its course,
My only wish is to arrive by dawn.
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