Achievement and Assumption

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The skies were never equaled
When humans first took flight.
When brothers' bond propelled the human race
And simple goals were simply chased.

We were the moths flying towards light,
But now we clump in trembling crowds
Our wings would spin under the heavens' might
Now they just float above the clouds.

Today our strives are bound in stratospheres
We've burned the stalk he climbed
In craves of golden altitudes,
And our visions far exceed our aptitudes.





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