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Jun 2016
The jump, that big one
leaping into the unknown
fearless and free
eternally screaming freedom

Diving driving myself down
just to ache a sonic boom
sliding on times wings
with a bag of goodies and other things

I always hit the ground hard
they used to me the flying brick
I did say brick,and not
that mad ******* ****

Now and then I have to jump
back into the abyss
do the deeds and bleed
yet my wings can take it

We again jump soon
with sweet battle on our burning lips
waiting for the end to come
when me and my kin hit the ground


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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   Dana Colgan
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