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oh, little dove,

we all fall apart sometimes. 


We all find ourselves stumbling

       over our feet, 


wings fluttering in 

           perfect humiliation. 


That’s the part we must accept,

         that every one of us must 

         fight the pavement. 


That when you’re in the air 

           it's just you keeping

                     yourself alive, 


and every moment you 

                                      struggle 


to catch the wind beneath you 

                            is a lesson in survival. 


 
 
 

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