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Apr 2019
When I can fly away
I will fly so high.
Apon the wind with every blow.
By the trees of green and flowers of white and pink.
I will be flying so high with the clouds around me.
I'll be flying so high there's no looking back and down from me.
Above the houses so high.
That of skyscrapers and until the wind falls by my brothers and sisters around me.
One falling leaf
"That was me"
Written by
daryll smith  milton keynes
(milton keynes)   
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