how would you describe a paper plane?
it's paper folded into a plane,
right?
i've come to think
that from paper planes
we can learn about the behaviour of a human
we take this thing
which can be easily manipulated
make it into something for the sake of entertainment
then crush it and throw it away
forgetting about the other hundreds you've made
humans are like that,
aren't they?
we use something while we want
then leave it torn and tattered once we're done
and forget about the damage we've done
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