i’m a paper boat
i simply refuse to sink
and why should i sink?
now i am a paper kite
i can learn to soar, can’t i?

not gonna nosedive
paper kites are made to climb
climb in circle sighs
now i am a paper plane
i can learn to fly, can’t i?

skimming over clouds
welcome to the stratosphere
free of gravity
i am a paper rocket
i can learn to float, can’t i?

lifting in my truth
yeah, i belong nowhere else
it’s all perspective
whether i shall sink or float
up or down, just directions

unfolded sideways
i trace my creases proudly
one day, i may fray
but i won’t regret the cost
to start again, a blank sheet

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
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