You’ve never been taught to swim,
you’ve never been trained to fly,
but come and take a leap of faith
before you begin to question why;
Glide too high and reach the sky,
the sun will burn you to a crisp,
your ashed falling down to Earth
in trailing clouds and lonely wisps;
To make sure you can’t be missed,
do keep a distance above the sea,
or else you’ll be swallowed whole,
a hundred feet before you scream.
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