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A blanket I like
It covered  me when i'm stressed
It helped me when i'm sad
It there when there when  i had been a lost
But now i lost it
It gave me light as it took darkness
But now there is darkness with no light.
Learning how to fly
Sometimes fear is good
But it can hold you back
You are  going to have to do it some time
Some do try but some are stuck
But some are free
Anyways you need to fly to go up
i wanted to see if i was good at poems

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