
Night fast approaching.
Sitting in chairs looking on at the mound of wood.
An elegant bird rising destined to fall.
Then a light.
Small yet growing fast.
Then in a second the bird catches.
Only those looking were stunned silent.
The cool air on my face.
The sun blazing overhead.
Running through the neighborhood with friends.
With no fears of school bothering your mind.
Comments
What is broken I am confused?
I’m talking about the government and what the flag stands for. Depressing I know but sadly somewhat true in my opinion.
Which flag?
American
Oh.
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