Oct 2017
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I dream of the night
That I'd sprout new wings
I'd then take to the sky
In search of new things
I'd flap them hard
I'd crest over the moon
I'd map out the stars
I'd claim the boon
But the wings, feathers they shed
More till first sun's beam
I'd falter back into this shell
Till it's time for a new night's dream
.
I dream of the night
That I'd sprout new wings
I'd then take to the sky
In search of new things
I'd flap them hard
I'd crest over the moon
I'd map out the stars
I'd claim the boon
But the wings, feathers they shed
More till first sun's beam
I'd falter back into this shell
Till it's time for a new night's dream
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