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May 2015
We fall down the steps
we worked so hard to climb.  
Gone,
destroyed,
in minutes.
Power to the few,
Power over the many,
to control their destiny,
to chose their fate,
while they fly on the wings of desire.
All we can do is
get back up
and fall
again.
Written by
Alexandria
504
   Daisy May
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