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Apr 2018
I felt the heat, but I was afraid to see if it was fire
Because looking at you was like viewing the first plane across the sky.
This brother is hoping that no one takes him off this high spot
Because I am in a place I have not been to before.
I hope this situation holds up
I pray I do not fall
Because there is nowhere to go in my life but down.
They must have told that brother, use a balloon.
It is what is there.
Like they told me I should be happy just to be friends
Because you are already there.
But just as the wright brothers had to try.
I, as the right brother, had to at least attempt.
I am glad I was successful.
So we can be fly together.
And change the world forever.
Written by
Michael Kusi  28/M
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