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Apr 2017
Wings arch free in the morning breeze
Ready to seize the day
Possibilities and moments unfold
Under my control.    

As the night draws fold.
And I ponder over my achievements;satisfied.
My wings draw in; chained to the ground.
When I realise nothing was ever under my control.
Exam thoughts
The Silent Catastrophe
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The Silent Catastrophe  Among the stars
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