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Flying with our eyes Closed

When I was a child I caught a glimpse of something amazing,
It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
Its beauty was magnificent just as its voice was.
It flew high in the sky, the wind touching its wings.
It was something that was truly free.
It made me believe that I could fly as well,
I closed my eyes and just let go,
I realized flying is easier then you could ever imagine.
I was finally happy I could touch the clouds; I could feel the wind on my face.
I could feel the sun on my back, it was a comfortable warmth.
I have become truly free, when you see and feel the beauty I have,
Just let go and fly free with me.
We will close our eyes, jump of the cliff with me.
We will soar through the air with no regrets.
We are now Flying with Our eyes Closed.
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Submitted on May 01, 2011

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Closest metre Iambic hexameter
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Anthony Strange

My name is Anthony Strange I am a young poet but I am told I am very good. I live in a small town in Missouri that you probably never heard of. I am a Student of Columbia College pursuing my associates degree and I am working on becoming an EMT-B, I am the 3rd generation to step into EMS. I also have a poetry book published and you can purchase it on Lulu poetry. There is a link down below that will take you to both Editions of my poetry book. ~Anthony Strange~Strange or Odd Edition One http://www.lulu.com/content/paperback-book/strange-or-odd/8382010Strange or Odd My Poetry Book Edition http://www.lulu.com/content/legacy-lulustudio-photo-book/my-poetry-book/8392332If you like my poems you should purchase my books. more…

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