Written for the Title Generator Challenge. I've never written anything in that style before; a loose poem, I would call it. Hope you like it.

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This man, in a red and blue suit, flying over the Congo.

He is trying to find one woman among 40 million people.

One woman he is not even sure is alive.

But he’s hoping.

This man, coming all the way from the United States, flying over cities and rainforests.

Looking for a woman that must be the love of his life, even though he has never seen her.

A woman that was lost before he had even heard of her.

But still he knows she’s his destiny.

This man, flying through clouds, scanning the ground and the buildings with his supernatural vision.

He will leave no stone unturned, no detail unnoticed; he will search the last corner of this foreign, unwelcoming country.

She must be here, in hiding or in danger, afraid and alone, waiting for a miracle.

Where everybody else failed, he’s coming to save her.

This man over the Congo, Superman.

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Last edited by Anna B. the Greek; 02/13/22 08:22 PM. Reason: Added A/N and FDK link

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