Paper Planes

Some of my brothers take to the sky, while some fall. Some seem to go on and on, with the wind beneath their wings, while others end up flying backwards.

We are all seemingly similar, yet vastly different. Can anyone predict our flight course? Maybe. Maybe not. But still we try.

To take to the sky. To soar like the brothers before us. To go on and on, reaching Neverland.

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Paper plane,
Fly away
And take my dreams with you
To where you want to land

Paper plane,
Don't forget
Where you came from
And the people you left behind

- Jan