By: Tah Choe Gooi

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A cold blue afternoon
I saw you trying to fly
you spread your wings to the wind
but the tears just kept you blind.

I wonder how it'd be
to be like a bird,
to be able to be safe
flying in the air.

Because if I put
my feet on earth I die,
Burnt by the flames
of those selfish eyes.

--Poem Contributed by Nati.

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