I Flew A Plane


United States
37° 5' 24.864" N, 95° 42' 46.4076" W
We all have dreams to strive for
a goal to reach to reach for
we just have to wait for the right moment
to get success like the Romans
My dream is to fly in the blue sky
In a great metal bird
for which I would die
my vision seemed kind of blurred
But I never gave hope
I kept my ambition for planes
I held on my dreams with a rope
I felt like I was in chains
I always wanted to fly a plane
I read books and worked hard
I put in all my brains
could that leave me scarred?
I put in all my efforts
finally I achieved this goal
I flew a plane over the deserts
and then woke up and realized it was a troll.
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