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Wings, flapping over the strong winds No fear of depth, neither of heights No destination, no perception of life Today at zenith, tomorrow at land The only I care is the nest Where my dream comes true with the eggs The egg, when I was inside it I still feel the warmth of mother She warmed me, gave me a life So today, I have wings to sail with her I thank her, I learn from her So, the only I care is the nest Where my dream comes true with the eggs Alone, no I am not, I am with air My mother, she is in air I respire her, I move with her Long journey from plains to mountains Only desire to care, is the nest Where my dream comes true with the eggs
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC
Wings
Wings, flapping over the strong winds No fear of depth, neither of heights No destination, no perception of life Today at zenith, tomorrow at land The only I care is the nest Where my dream comes true with the eggs The egg, when I was inside it I still feel the warmth of mother She warmed me, gave me a life So today, I have wings to sail with her I thank her, I learn from her So, the only I care is the nest Where my dream comes true with the eggs Alone, no I am not, I am with air My mother, she is in air I respire her, I move with her Long journey from plains to mountains Only desire to care, is the nest Where my dream comes true with the eggs
O my mother...
umesh-ghimire
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC
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