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Finaly,
I was granted my wings.
They mey not be white and inasent,
but they are pure and filled of sacriface.
I will alwase remember the hell had to go throu,
but still Im scared.
I fear the unknown,
fear the darkness and the things I newer had to do.
I fear so muche and still I want to try my wings,
Its just that I might not come back...
(lite stavfel jag vet men gillade dikten och innebörden, vissa saker är lite kluriga att förstå innebörden av men fråga gärna, bits inte mycket!)
I was granted my wings.
They mey not be white and inasent,
but they are pure and filled of sacriface.
I will alwase remember the hell had to go throu,
but still Im scared.
I fear the unknown,
fear the darkness and the things I newer had to do.
I fear so muche and still I want to try my wings,
Its just that I might not come back...
(lite stavfel jag vet men gillade dikten och innebörden, vissa saker är lite kluriga att förstå innebörden av men fråga gärna, bits inte mycket!)
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