Flying high

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This is my first poem that I post in here, so if you do comment, please be gentle...

Flying high

There was once a boy
Who took this girl
Step by step
To the heaven
      That time was beautiful
      That time was endless
      That time was a dream

She was flying high
Not wanting to come down
But he didn’t want to fly with her
Not as high she was ready to go
      That time was ecstatic
      That time was endless
      That time was a dream

So she fell, hit it hard
To the ground
It broke her soul. Broke her heart
Thought she would never get up
      That time was a nightmare
      That time was endless
      That time was a dream

Now there’s a girl
Who step by step
Walks again close to the edge
Ready to fly high
      That time is beautiful
      That time is endless
    That time is a dream

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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