Gliding through the highway in the sky,
on the verge of collapse, yet I flew with all might.
Strings of light shine on my wake
as flames engulfed my weathered state.
Screams of torment shatter my ear
while flames scorch the beings near.
And as I glide through the highway in the sky,
on the verge of collapse, I dreamed of a new life.
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