Fly Away
Sail across the blue sky with your wings ,
Kiss the milky cloud before she turns grey.
Let breeze be your companion,
Up above, in your birds eye view,
The panaromic filth of our city resides.
Fly away till your wings are sore
Flyway to your destiny.
Copyright © Romy Roy | Year Posted 2017
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