Men have wings, but not of feather,
Rather of dreams, hope, and endeavor.
With imagination, they take flight,
Soaring high in their mind's sight.
These wings may not be seen,
But they exist, strong and keen.
Able to carry men beyond the sky,
And reach the limits that seem too high.
Some men's wings are small,
Others have wings that span it all.
But it matters not the size or form,
For these wings have the power to transform.
They lift men up from the ground,
And take them where they're bound.
On journeys that test their might,
And bring them closer to the light.
With wings, men can reach for stars,
And overcome life's many scars.
For with each flap of these wings,
They can accomplish wondrous things.
So let us cherish these wings we bear,
And use them with the utmost care.
For with them, we can achieve,
And in the skies of our dreams, we can believe
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