I Don’t Want to Fly Alone

I don’t want to fly alone
The room around me is possession
The world around me is life
The people around me live

We fly through life all as one
But our flight is not together

Broken window
Fallen chairs
Spilt milk

Broken river
Fallen tree
Spilt water

Broken bone
Fallen lives
Spilt vodka

Together we fly
Yet alone we are
I don’t want to fly alone

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