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Colors blended in such a way that it almost looks gray
With blinding efforts that will not call for dismay
My wings that are up on my back in array
Is strength and belief that does not obey
Flight takes me up in the air and that to me is O.K.
Because of who I am I believe in life that does not stray
From path that is made to feel like clay
Energy from my own soul keeps my heart from decay
Life I have is almost built like Paper Mache
Layers of history, sadness that overlay
Calling out to all my colors that can convey
My words for life is not my own each and everyday
It is words that are taught to me and my way
So I fly to fly my own two wings, which are my feet I say
Throughout the sky I battle the dragons every day
The brightness of scale brighter than my color that may
I hold my hand out to grasp the blade of Fey
This weapon I choose lay beyond the color bay
The dragon is my enemy within that lay
My spirit can see the dragon within I can slay

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