Ground Control
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Ground Control
Let go.
I can do this.
I have been here in my dreams.
I have prayed…
I have all that I need.
I sit in the seat,
of my own ship.
I have earned my wings,
from hours…
on the simulator. (life)
What could possibly happen?
I could die.
I could crash.
I could die.
No…
I will fly.
I will fly high.
I will not look down,
ever again.
He has given me,
an answer.
It is clear,
crystal…
and
blue.
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2019
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