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Past obscuring lines of rain
I see the waiting aeroplane
A rising panic grips my chest
Like pangs of hunger manifest
I take a pill to ease my stress
The panic pains soon regress
I conquered fear, my mental plight
Now itβs my maiden Pilots flight
I feel brilliantly
Wonβt you fly with me?
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This poem was written for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales Challenge:
Twittering Tales #131 – 9 April 2019
I have also included the following word prompts:
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/04/09/rdp-tuesday-hungry/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/04/09/your-daily-word-prompt-brilliant-april-9-2019/
Excellent! π
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Thanks, Beckie π
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Wonderful! I would take a flight.
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You’re braver than I am π
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Thanks π
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Nicely done π
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Thank you, Glad you liked it. It came straight from my own fear of flying. π
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Ah that explains a lot π
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Very nice…but um, I think Iβll pass on that first flight. π³
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Yes, I would too, very wise π
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I shall fly π
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Very brave. π
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