A Wing
I see children playing together.
I see grown-ups watching over their children.
I see strangers.
I see trees.
I see the sky.
I see dreams.
When I see the people again,
No one is there.
Almost everything comes from outside.
I, a small being, am given a wing
Made from a lot of things.
I will fly slowly
With anybody.
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