"...fly"
As a child about this age I was convinced.
Totally convinced that I could fly.
All I need do was to perch on my windowsill.
Then leap to the trees. From there I'd make a right angle turn, and fly to Queens to surprise my Aunt Agnes.
This by landing on her back porch.
This was real I could have done it.
If I had tried I still believe I would have flown.
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