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The Man Who Tried
A man leaps from a tower’s edge And plummets to the street; His eyes are closed as he descends; It’s such a daring feat! He’s been in training all his life For such a time as this; He couldn’t even start to think That maybe he might miss. “I’ve worked too hard to give up now; It’s either fly or die. If I don’t make it here and now, At least I made a try.” He sees the sun begin to break Into its morning light, Exploding all throughout the sky To dissipate the night. “It’s such a pretty sight to see, And maybe it’s a sign; ‘Cause if the sun is coming out, Then maybe I can shine.” He then begins to clench his fists, And pull his arms inside; And then he starts to invocate And all his fears subside. “So, this is it; the time has come,” He mumbles in his breath; “If I don’t make it here and now, Then I’ll encounter death.” He feels his back begin to tear And rip along the spine; It sparks a pain that no one else On Earth could e’er define. His fists are tightened harder now As he begins to scream; But as the blood is dripping down, He forms a set of wings. The wingspan reaches far enough To stop him in the air; The pristine feathers radiate An incandescent flare. A smile begins to formulate As he begins to fly; And all it took was willingness To just give it a try.
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