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I think that maybe, hopefully,
most of our lives
we are falling
and for a brief few moments
we land
when we find
something to live for,
and landing feels so different,
It feels like floating.
And landing becomes
a dream,
a passion,
because we all land
differently.
We search all our lives
To land again,
And most of us
never land.
Only the wise
Learn to fly
And only the blessed
are eternally happy
because they caught their dream
and they soared with it.
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Umm...This is a poem about falling...obviously...But...the thing I wanted to get across to you guys was that everyone finds a different passion in a different way. Often, falling in love is compared to falling, but I think that that's how some people land. The people who don't find love, it doesn't matter, because you land in some other way so I hope this gives you some comfort.
So search for those things that can help you land, because when you see them, it's so brief that if you lose interest for an instant, it's gone. There's that one second in your life when you're sure about what you want, that you want to live and you know how. That's what gives you the gleam in your eyes.
So search for those things that can help you land, because when you see them, it's so brief that if you lose interest for an instant, it's gone. There's that one second in your life when you're sure about what you want, that you want to live and you know how. That's what gives you the gleam in your eyes.
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