Little Victories

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A victory
With which few are impressed
But a victory is a win
Nonetheless

That moment in which
We wanted to fly
We took that moment
And flew sky high

Now flowers on the ground
Call for our arms
But we do not go
For we hold the stars

I think I need to expand my vocabulary.
Until next time - ☔

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