My wings spread through boldest skies, Orchards filled fields; out of sight. Birds sing wordless; heavenly cries. A voice is suddenly lifted in the night, Sound awakes me, I wonder, The resonating echoing of thunder. Sends ripples through to my heart, Making it unbearable for me. My Wings spread with pride, Soaring upto the stars. Achieving what I can. Be proud of what’s inside, The body is like a sword, Cutting through mountains. Cleaving the sky in half, Will I then be able to Spread my wings with pride.
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