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Aion Maaka Aug 2020
Upon wings of fancy, we gain strength to soar

New heights are found from power given

For in this love there is strength that gathers
and holds thy wings spread

The darkness that creeps and pulls at feet as the sense of loss sears from above

Just remember that love is eternal, a power gifted forever

With each memory you have, you're gifted again

To steer through any stormed weather

Once you break free, and that you surely will

That gift shall remain, as love does, forever, as your gilded feathers

— The End —