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Friday, March 25, 2005

Aviation

Brand new me, free to fly
Away from the cage that bound me so tight
Away from the shards of broken dreams
Out of dreary fog, basking in the light

Never will look back, will never regress
To the different times I got so obsessed
Knowing now that at least I did give my best
In the clouds above, my heart finds its rest

Shattered promises, they fall to the floor
No one but me remembers them no more
The things did en masse, the words said before
Lay strewn on the ground, neglected by all

Aviation, my resolution