Fall Down

How can I be an angel
when you clipped my wings
and burned up the feathers?

My feet are blistered
and bleeding
from running after the wind,
jumping
and hoping
that the breeze
would carry me
where it blows.

But I fall to the ground,
my balance lost,
flight unregained.

I stand up
and jump again.

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