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Flying High

I’m flying high
Don’t even try
To break my wings
Or make me cry

I’m soaring free
Don’t try to aim
Your bullet words
Don’t inflict pain

I dive in clouds
You cannot find
My hiding place
For you are blind.

My wings are sails
The wind’s my friend
You don’t believe
Nor comprehend

That I was born
To own the sky
YOU live on earth
You CRAWL on by

My thoughts take flight
I stretch my dreams
Can’t bring me down
With evil schemes

I’m FREE!





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