Fly

May 20, 2009
Of the flightless wind that sweeps my soul,
To the shameless swell of my heart.
You can dash my goal,
You can burn my dream,
But you can never steal my hope.
Whether tomorrow I fall,
Or yesterday I fell,
Today,
Today I fly.

And nothing,
Nothing can take that.





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