basically I am just
your average superhero
when the stars align
and the pips tumble well
I have had my
square-inches of spot-light
and my
telephone booth moments
so when fate sees fit
on occasion
to tear my wings
in mid-flight
I hold the scowl
drink the whiskey raw
because if everyone flew
the skies would be too crowded.
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