Flight

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I feel the air passing through my open wings,

Taking away all my latest stings,

I rise up into open air,

Flying around without a care,

My darkest feeling turn to light,

My feathers gleaming bright.

Little birdies don't waste your time,

Spread your wings and climb,

Climb higher and higher in the sky,

Release the tension between you and I,

My dreams are just beginning,

And all the while I'm grinning.

Little birdies don't hold back,

Wiggle through that little crack, 

Into light and open hearts,

Into joy until we part,

Feel the wind passing through my open wings,

Taking away all my latest stings.

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