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Disappear

Disappear

where did he go ?

that master of the air

flying his plane without a care

he drifted his wings out into the fog

over the plains and the wet soggy bogs

and the plane spotters radioed out to the skies

hoping his plane would return in surprise

but over the radio the controller was in tears

our master aviator …in the skies….disappeared!

By inkdropk

Born and Bred in Salford, England - I live a short distance from Old Trafford - Home to Manchester United Football Club. I volunteer at Sale Harriers athletic club and at Imperial War Museum North - where i help as a guide to visitors in the galleries. A blogger, photographer, volunteer and occasional writer.

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