Her playful pace is chill,
Her eyes sparkle in the nigh,
She entrances my flapping wings,
And takes me up on high,
I fly up beyond the geese,
High up past the clouds,
You came up beside me,
Pulling away the shrouds,
I pulled you near,
Yet you were on your way,
But I found my words,
Which made it last throughout the day,
The moon rose above the misting clouds,
My heart spun then stopped,
I fought to awaken,
But by then I've already dropped,
Face first I plummeted to the ground,
The wind pushing back my ears,
I turned my wings to flight,
But I only spurned my gears,
My heart sunk,
Deep into the deep dark sea,
I felt your embrace close,
Yet you could never find me.
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