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To return to flight
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English poems He flew with might high up towards the sky
With pride and dignity flap his wings hard
But the wind swooped and he flipped, caught off guard
Tried to call out, but nothing, no reply
In pain and sorrow, he looks up, asks why
Though he gave it all, he fell and was scarred
Now he sits alone, broken like a shard
Thinking of how the pain he can defy
So the days passed, through it his wings he patched
Praying each day that soon he can escape
From the deep black hole to which he is latched
He prays soon for his strength to take shape
His goal is to survive and be dispatched
To fly once more, leaving the world to gape
