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"She's ridin' high, okay."
"Yeah! Look down there!"
"What is it?"
"Can't make out?"
"Looks like a city 'bout a mile away.
Let's pull her 'round a bit!"
"Okay!"
"Down closer.
Not so steep!
Too steep!"
"There, pull her up a bit.
That's it."
"Yep, she's a city, big one too I'd guess."
"Looks kind'a dark.
So dark and dreary."
"Naw, just a fog.
Lift her up a bit."
Recommended Citation
Harris, Robert L.
(1942)
"Two Pilots of the Silver Wing,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 9
:
Iss.
3
, Article 17.
Retrieved from:
https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol9/iss3/17
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