Nine times, we flew. 

Eight times, the wall was demolished. 

But the seventh time, I cried. 

Six times, we ran. 

Five times, we danced. 

Four times, we fell. 

Though the third time, I asked. 

Two times, we sighed. 

And finally, we are strangers. 

: Thanks to the guide from the "Elegy for a Dead World" game. <-  An interactive game that provided the phrase that prompted you to write.