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Jun 2010
I removed my glorious wings for just a while
To walk about here on this ground
Now I am so afraid to put them back on and fly again
A terrible fear of heights I have suddenly found

This whole charade is crumbling now all around my head
As I quake in fear at the very thought of flight
Yet I sit and look upon these wings of mine and long
To take off and fly with all my might

As I sit and stare at my wings the only sound I hear
Is that of my own racing heart still beating
In the stillness I stop and realize without my wings
Myself I have been defeating

I gather all the strength I know I hold inside of me
And put my glorious wings back on
With a cry of triumph heard around the world and back
I spread my wings and I am gone
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Neva Flores Varga Smith
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Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
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