I
hear..
Who cares ?
Who
cares when you are refusing to stop flying
With no clue to what you are on the ground ?
Shift
to landing gears
Lower
the altitude
Hear
that thud as you land …
As
you keep your foot on the soil
And
train to walk barefoot on the sands of life
There
I see , your
Footprints
on the sands of time
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