Up on the edge of a cliff
I think of flying
Up into the clouds
Without wings, of course.
But this is no ordinary flight
It's a flight that always
Tragically ends
Down in the valley below.
Now, am I a brave man
Or am I just another fool,
Another disappointing statistic
In the valley of shattered dreams.
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