I IMAGINE WINGS

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I IMAGINE WINGS

I don't look like a comedian.
I am not a clown crying through laughter. 
No, I don't have a mask but a white bandage or a plaster.
With my silent words I guide my voyage further and further.
I must bite my tongue as my own wounds cannot be deeper than the world's ones. 
I imagine wings and a flying bird seems a miracle.
I am not a comedian or a clown crying through laughter.
I ask a pilot if my wings are ill inside the plaster.
Mr. pilot is not a doctor to answer.

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