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Flight
Written by: James Krolik

A tear in my soul is
like a ripple in time.
I fight for feelings
destined to be mine.

I stare at the edge
of a mountain so high!
Peering down,
my heart trembles with fire.

The gust of the gods
caresses my eyes.
I picture the world,
and empathetically sigh.

Bitter and barren,
the land has become.
The years of decay
that you have succumbed.

I’m taken away,
to where life cannot be found,
for my setting is black and
I’m staring at stone.