Like a Bird
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To have wings means I can leave the earth. See the stains from years of abuse on the dirt. I can sail in the harsh wind, let it carry me to cities and mountain tops. I hear the stories told my stars and I speak to the man on the moon. The sun is my teacher and she taught me the secret of flying. Elegance above the ocean and hope for the lives below.

Like a Bird

To have wings means I leave the earth.

See the stains of ageless abuse on the dirt

I sail in the wind, let it carry me to cities and mountain tops.

I hear stories from the stars and I speak to the man on the moon.

The sun is my teacher and she taught me the secret of flying.

Elegance above the ocean and hope for the ones below

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