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Jul 2014
CRASHING

Sadly,
a natural crash,
a plane falls,
rather than a war zone,
something to do with stormy weather.

These are strange times,
civilian planes shot down by clueless warriors,
visionaries that cannot see.

Then there's the one that got away,
God only knows where it was flown,
entirely out of radar zone.

Puts me off flying,
for today and tomorrow,
currently,
there are too many dying.
(C) Livvi
Olivia Kent
Written by
Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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   TL Sipple
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