What Would John Do? Poem by Pamela husten

What Would John Do?



I can't wait to fly a plan.
Even though I die from them in my dreams.
Cities burning I fall into the flames.
Just let me be John Travolta so I can get my wings.
I don't care if I die
I have 10,000 times already with more trivial things.

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