F l y i n g

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You said I wouldn't get anywhere
You took my wings and forbade me
Told me I could never fly, now I've
Got my wings, warmth embracing

Me, my eyes hold focus on the sky
I'm soaring above the ground. Anything
Is possible, I shall reach greats without
Your permission, I have learned not to

Listen to your empty promises and lies
I'm better than that.


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