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  HIGH FLIGHT
  
  Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
  And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
  Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
  of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
  You have not dreamed of—wheeled and soared and swung
  High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
  I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
  My eager craft through footless halls of air....
  Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
  I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
  Where never lark nor even eagle flew—
  And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
  The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
  Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
  
  John Gillespie Magee
  
  
  RIP and thank you.

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