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Celestial Highway

The sky's the limit,
Or so they say,
Traveling for a ride,
On celestial highway.
 
Up in the air,
Never coming down,
Having a trip,
And going over your town.
 
Now it's the time,
To move through the clouds,
Feeling joy and freedom,
And avoiding all the crowds,
 
It's free and fun,
You fly oh so true,
Like a proud eagle,
Not locked in a zoo.
 
They once said,
We'd never fly,
For another hundred years,
But today all you hear from people are jeers.
 
Now you know,
How the pilot,
Takes the reigns,
And always goes faster,
Than the speed of bullet trains.
 



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