We are the skydiver that free falls with hope.
We are the pilot that splits the clouds.
We are the romance that looks into the eyes of God.
We are the balloon that still hasn't come back.
We are the stars too far to reach.
We are the planets that cannot reach.
And me? I'm the rain on the parade.
This is my way of convincing myself I'm right.
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