Flight
Flying up high,
Like a bird,
In the sky,
No word.
Feeling the pain,
Fall away,
Feeling the rain,
And warmth that stay.
Seeing life,
Seeing glory,
Seeing wild life,
To tell the story.
-HybridSpiritWolf07
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