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I ride on the wind
And fly over the mountains, the trees
The unending seas, the long rivers and small streams
Over the dry deserts and the still oceans

I ride on the wind
And fly over the beautiful castles
And the small cribs
I fly over the rich
And I flew over the poor

I fly over those praying to the gods in the sky asking for more
I fly over those just begging for enough to live
I fly over those with greed in their eyes
And I flew over those with a dying life , no will to live

I fly over the rulers
I flew over those who were ruled
I flew over those who sit with beautifully arranged  plates
And I fly over those who had eaten nothing for days

I fly over those who look in the dark sky with fear
I flew over those who look at the same stars with curiosity
I flew over the marvels the man made
I flew over burning ruins and corpses the same man had slayed

I flew over peace, I flew over wars
I flew over happiness and grief
I flew over similarities
And I flew over differences


I ride on the wind
I ride past the grey mountains
The burnt forest
I ride past the dead animals

I once flew over life
And now I am flying over death

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