Do you remember those balsam rubberband aircraft you bought as a child at the hardware store...?
Spent hours gluing their fragile parts together, with care and eager anticipation...
Wound the rubber band up and tossed it eagerly into the summer sun.
But the unseen inequality of the wings spun it hard.
A nosedive into the asphalt seconds after it left your little hands.
Splinters of a childhood dream scattering in the driveway
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