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As i sit here i think of how grand it would be to fly where the sky is the limit as i soar in the sky with little people below, and the universe up high i think of how grand it would be to fly.

When I was young and beauty old I watched all words drift away. When I saw their tears at man’s great sword I hid my soul within the wind, and that day I perished. Of all the grief inside me I know not of one as distressed, as the whispers of the trees as the music pours out through this soul that echoes. It resonates. Touché heart, I bled for you. Fingers bend unwillingly to do your malicious deeds. They fold under weight that is too tiring. Simply implying your need has caused misfortune. ...

When I was young and beauty old I watched all words drift away. When I saw their tears at man’s great sword I hid my soul within the wind, and that day I perished. Of all the grief inside me I know not of one as distressed, as the whisper’s of the trees as the music pours out through this soul that echoes. It resonates. Touché heart, I bled for you. Fingers bend unwillingly to do your malicious deeds. They fold under weight that is too tiring. Simply implying your need has caused misfortune....