If I had wings to fly I'd breathe in deep and spread them wide as I leap from the cliff into the wind where the gulls glide. Crossing this wide sea I glide above cruel waves that reach up to drown my flight in their cold deep blue-green graves. And as your day grows slowly light I'd arrive on worn-out wings to hold you in your waking dreams and feel you soft and gently warm in my embrace at last.
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The Way I Feel Now
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