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Jul 2018
I once wanted to live underwater but how long could I hold my breath?
I now seek a place on that mountaintop
Just grow a pair of wings and soar high in the sky
Skimming through the clouds
As I wonder,
How high can I fly, before destiny intervenes
And I suffer a fate no different than Icarus?
Written by
Kwamé  M/USA
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