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Mar 2016
Falling too fast, it's what I feared
I'm going to burn up in the atmosphere
I climbed to high, I wanted to touch a star
I know now, the thought was quite bizarre
In the never ending darkness
It's what I wanted to harness
It was the only light
In my world of perfect night
It was the only blight
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)   
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