My Thoughts, the Sky
I've always thought of reaching the sky,
To live amongst the clouds.
But no matter how high I rise,
Gravity pulls me by the neck
I fall back to earth and soil,
Realising that I belong here,
On the ground.
Just dreams remain of flight
When I look to the sky's might
Hopelessly, but not out of sight.
But I guess I'm not meant for the sky
Until I finally wilt away,
Breaking loose these chains of gravity.
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