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For a time, I was in heaven

wandering free on gold paved streets

but the ground had called my name

and knocked me off my feet

the crash was hard when I hit land

it was quite difficult just to stand

when i looked up to sky above

to see my loved ones in the clouds

i wondered, could I still rise up

if both my wings had been torn off