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Sep 2012
My falling is not my failing
It's my learning to fly
And the only reason I sit with tears in my eyes
Is because of the knowing I can do what other merely dream of
Flying like an angel high up above
And the freedom, like doves, I feel is heavenly
Love is reality and the ground is a memory
And I find the harmony in the tip of my toes
As they bid farewell to the dirt and my feet, oh they rose
Only to fall again and kiss the concrete
And though I may be fallen, I am not beat
I will go with the wind in a running start
Waiting for the day I find the way to depart
And say goodbye to the drab and questions of why
Finding answers littered in the clouds as I race into the sky
So I fall now, but not for long, so no need to chastise
My fallacies and failures make me oh so wise
'Till the day that wisdom will be action and action will be strong
So I fall for now, but I won't be down for long
Nik Bland
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Nik Bland  30/M/Port Charlotte, FL
(30/M/Port Charlotte, FL)   
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