Very Short Story: A Fledgling

Rosy glasses,
the world looks
beautiful & bright.

The city lights,
dazzling opportunities
to make cash, be famous.

Beautiful,
a youth with beauty &
virginal naivety on your side.

A Fledgling,
you learn to fly through
many attempts and mistakes.

Many fell;
you remain.

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