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Lighting bottle rockets
from
a bedroom window,
We launched our dreams into the sky

In those twilight hours of childhood
we could do
no wrong,
Nothing was impossible

What heights, did we hope
to reach,
As our rockets lifted upward
Popped,
and fell to earth

But we were young
and new,
and undaunted

Bulging at the seams
full tilt,
with wild dreams

Hoping to crack
that
vaulted canopy of heaven,

To bring some joy
to earth

And yet, the sun had shone
upon our faces,
Telling us – to go ahead

And go ahead

we did,
In those wild days of youth

Sliding down the stairs – full of dreams.

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