The birds

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The sky...




You fly so so high

You never want it to end



But then...




Pressures arise

With you still in flight

With the horrifying sight







Of the dangers of the sky...







You might survive

But you also might...







Die...










It's all in the drop of a hat

And all you need





Is the luck of chance...

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