Monday, April 4, 2011

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This is Day 3 Contribution, untitled.


-oOo-

To fly, that was my dream.

So I worked, and tolled,

And whisked away moments…

Persevered for a dream

So impossible to reach, it may seem…

When I felt I was ready,

I took a leap of faith…

And as I took my first jump,

I said to myself, This is it!

I jumped, and soared,

And glided in the breeze…

But then I started to feel heavy,

Free falling…

Free falling to endless flight…

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