Airplane Pt.2

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| He walked a path |

/ That was only one \

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He was odd, still swimming in his youth. He sang as though breathing. He clung to his dreams. Deprived of light he sought for what he was to become. He went anywhere he could. All he wanted was to sing. He wanted to become the angel of voice. He wanted to be a beating heart. He followed a path with only one begin and no end.

This isn't easy. This life, this world wasn't made for the weak or lazy. It was made for the faithful, the persistent or simply the deceivable. Its a path of failure and despair, inescapable to the lost. Someone said to me once, when I was stuck in that deception, that I was a shining star. I didn't see that star. The light died out years before that moment. I was walking along that path blind.

A few years had past..

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