The Giant

Paper skies, Open planesPaper skies, Open planes By Lewes MoweryPaper skies, Open planes
I lie in the grass and look to the sky I often see planes on approach passing by Filled up with people full of new hope Bringing some to new places and others back home
As the planes fly and deliver their fare I wonder about all those people, why should I care?
The girl in the back of Flight 125 Clings to her seat and prays she won't die The man in the front of 746 Will soon get the news that he's terribly sick The small boy by the window in 258 Will soon be back home, his parents can't wait The pil
Leaves
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Thanks a lot for the
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Muffins should've been called crack because they are far more addictive
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