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I’m a Skilled Aviator
Flying an Aircraft of Love.
I Lost the Flight Control,
But Survived the Crash Somehow.
I Lost my License
To Fly again.
I never knew that Memories
Can Cause such Severe Turbulence.
I keep Looking Up at the Sky
Wondering if it still Remembers Me.
I keep Staring at the Passing Clouds
They never even bother to Look down.
Sometimes, I think
I Shouldn’t have Lost Control.
But Sometimes, I think
I Shouldn’t have Survived the Crash.