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|I Want Wings
|Creators: Elizabeth Barrette (Writer)|
|A poem in which a Southerner dreams of heavier-than-air flight.|
|Posted: 04/13/10 [No comments yet]
~ 94 words.|
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Legends say the Ancients could fly.Author's Notes
If they could go, then why can't I?
You call me dreamer, scorn such things --
Why is it wrong that I want wings?
This poem came out of the March 2010 Muse Fusion. It was inspired by a prompt from Comtessa. It is available for sponsorship to be made public.
There are many things that the Ancients could do, which have been passed down only as legends, that the Southerners cannot do. One of those is powered flight. But people can still dream!
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