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Jun 2013
Son: Dear father, I was born to fly!

Father: Humility, my son. Stay on ground.
The fool seeks to undermine others around.
This fool only unto himself does lie.
The truth alone on the journey can be found.
You are my son! Your soul you shaln't deny.

Son: Hmm..., alright then. But I'll still astound,
and lift the whole world with me up high.
Copyright (c) 2013, Ashish Gupta
CC BY-NC-ND 3.0
(from the files, written in June 2012)
Ashish Gupta
Written by
Ashish Gupta  M/Cleveland, Ohio
(M/Cleveland, Ohio)   
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