Poem about bravery
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He stood up.
He stood up even though he had fallen a hundred times.
He stood up even though it hurt.
He stood up even though he knew he would fall again.
He says he likes to fall.
He likes to fall because otherwise he wouldn’t have learned how to get up.
He likes to fall because he gets up faster every time.
What doesn't kill him,
it strengthens him.
They are breaking his wings,
he always took off.
Although he is small,
he is bigger than them.
He is bigger because he doesn't trample the little ones.
So small, he flies above them.
He flies above them and is proud to be small.
He fights.
He will always get up again.
He will always fly again.
He is simply brave!
Author: Musician
Thanks a lot for reading.
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