Blazing High
First hope in a radar screen
A golden cup of dreams
in your schemes
in the scent of light
A mirror reflection of petrified time
A way to live
A way to die
A way to love
and also lie
The rain falls low
The wind rides high
the sun blazing bright
the eagle soars
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