Flying
Flying high
In the Martial Arts sky,
Kick straight up at the sun,
Oh, being young was fun
Walking in confidence,
So sure of myself,
So sad that way of life,
Has been put on a shelf
Age has it's "wisdom"
Or so they say,
Never tell from me,
Dumb I'll always stay
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