I fly high with the red sky,
Drag by the wind,
I’m an invincible find.

No one can see me from now on,
No on can hear a thing.

I fly high with the red sky,
Often times, I know why,
I’m an invincible find.

No one can Be bothered now,
I’m gone, somehow.
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Writer: M.E. Flores
Hour16, Image Prompt16