Wings
It would be so cool
To be an angel.
I wouldn't be afraid of anything
If I had wings.
I would protect people
And inspire them.
I would love people
And encourage them.
During their longest, loneliest nights,
I would comfort them.
In times of sickness, I would soothe them.
And as they bravely face a world
Where life is too often something cruel,
I would strengthen their hearts.
But as I gaze at the hero in the mirror,
A small voice whispers from inside,
"You don't need wings for that."
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