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  • Some fly on gilded wings

    Pleasing to the eye

    From the very beginning

    Born to bring joy

    By nature of their very existence

    Some fly with propellers

    And big science-y named

    Contraptions they've invented

    Thinking their way into

    The heavens

    Some fly as dreamers

    And their feet needn't

    Ever leave the ground

    Flights of fancy take them

    As high as the others

    Some fly with bedsheets

    Taped about their shoulders

    Next time you go out

    Into that big blue world

    Bring your cape,

    And I'll wear mine too

    (No time to proofread that. Violin lesson in a minute. But, maybe it's better this way--- organic, unedited.

    Anyway, this was inspired by Hawkeye's lovely post here: High In the Sky )

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