I Used To Fly (poem)
Oh friends passing by
High up in the sky
Where I use to fly
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Remember the days
The endless parades
Of imagination
Which we would fly through
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Such dreams we made true
Raining down on people
Dancing in the shadows
Of things which they could do
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But why should they try
When heroes like I
Would come drifting by
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Remember the times
Smiles fashioned by us
Enjoying the wine
Of endless applause
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All those fancy claws
Of heavy jeweled crowns
With which they lavished me
And caused my vision pause
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My ego worked high
To what once flown by
As dreamer did die
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Remember the when
Standing amid crowds
Reading passing text
Of another’s day
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And to my dismay
They lost their sense of crowns
Turning again toward sky
Which took my tears away