running,
                   in flight,
                                  bracing the currents,
                       thrashed against the cliffs,
                of jagged fate,

broken-in, kneaded into acquiescence,

worn-down,
                     stretched-thin,
soon-to-be yesterdays trash,

dumped,
               strewn in the muck,

filling landfills of destinys rubbish bin,

bashed by chaotic waves,
headed for,
                   primed,

course set,
                   for yet,

another controlled crash.
                                         
         

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