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I Can Make Lenses. But Wings?
"Do you know what you want to be yet?"
Somehow, aviators come to mind
The glasses or the actual people?
When I think of the style
When I think of the name that is given
To see it in photographs and mirrors
I am just left hungry
For more
For more than a plastic thing
To wear
To crush knocked down
Funny,
I never knew I wanted to fly...
Aviator
Aviators always
With some extra lenses
To see farther
Zoom in
Zoom out
Somehow to see
What the world is
For the small
For the grand
Yet
At the same time
I want to fly
Doctor, Professor
Doctorate
That is what I would be
If I could stay
Looking on the ground
If these aviators
Did not keep blocking my mind
With their clouds
So a rebel
With high technology lenses
Running with them
A far as I know
They were never invented
But I feel somehow
They were
since the glitches keep coming
But even through the broken lens
I can see aviators
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