6 November 2012
The white folded paper, Flies through the sky, Souring to lost corners, Taking flight into the sky,
The many paper airplanes, Go past me head, Souring and swooping, Through the classroom there's no dread,
Laughter and giggles erupt at the moment in time, All because my paper airplane, Flew through the sky, So very high,
Flying Paper Airplanes • Opuss № I