Majestic flights with broken wing
Crying out loud to let you know
Following them who let me sing
The song of journey, soft and slow
Like branches of some broken stems
Glimmering through the light
Trying to find the roots of life
While my soul and mind, they both fight
Stuck between the one way drive,
Under the bridge, where I used to thrive.
Selective are my words, how do I say?
When the only purpose left is to survive!
Why does it always rain?
Every droplets bearing my pain!
Screaming now is my feared soul,
Reminding me of the greatest fall.
I won't stop flying,
And I'll still not cry.
Look at the horizon
It's a full moon sky!
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