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At times I wonder being lonely,

When will the planes cease to crash finally?

Almost every year,

The crashes occur here and there.

Each life having thousands of dreams in it,

Just perishes within even a minute,

I endeavour to think like a scientist sometimes,

For saving the passengers right prior to the crashes.

Perhaps ‘future’ shall gift us with a solution,

How to protect lives before the ultimate destruction!