One day, a bird will fly…..
One day, a bird soaring high in the sky, will be, she, in possibility
Never to return in a neverland sky, decisive in nominative totality
One day, a bird soaring high in the sky, will be, she, in possibility
Never to return about a neverland sky, decisive in nominative totality
One day…
The mountaintop, these dense clouds , layers of piling such, and so
A sandstorm, heartbroken saga, will not be a weather forecaster to go
In evocating high,a paraphrasing try,will fall, no more than brimming
Underneath a sky, for none, too aboriginal a humming
One day, a bird will fly…..
One day, a bird soaring high in the sky, will be, she, in possibility
One day…
A flute, fading slow, out there, with an absent delight, daylight! None!
None knew why,whence none could try to find a parable, a hymn, uncomparable!
A nomadic try will never end in a dead end to bolt, wondering in zero, her lame!
Herlem , once in Jerusalem!
One day, a bird will fly…..
One day, a bird soaring high in the sky, will be, she, in possibility
Never to return about a neverland sky, decisive in nominative totality
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