Broken Wings by Devin Pavlischak/ November 26th, 2015 ©

Each crunch, after every fracture.

stumbling in the sand, a trickle of blood.

We can only hope, even after stronger wings, that survival strives.

Or that brave wings eventually all fly.

One moment in death, as an ounce of humility, has made all the biggest difference.

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