SearchingA Poem by Dave KSearching, Ever searching for our best. Never satisfied with what come forth, Knowing greater lies within. The will to win, Yet we only place. Why then the desire to fly when given no wings? Perhaps wings are made, not given. Knowing what we might be, Can we tolerate what we are?
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StatsAuthorDave KBenson, UTAboutI love the outdoors, I like to hike and go camping and go for bike rides. I build and fly remote controlled planes, or I used to, before I started writing. I'm quite new to creative writing. I am very.. more..Writing
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