May 3, 2010
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s dark on the inside
But bright on the outside
It’s clouded and dark
While the clouds will not part
Concealing the light
That holds hearts in its keeping
Alas, that I had not been given wings
That I can not fly
Yet my souls has wings
And flies away
Gone forever to rejoin my heart
Yet leaving me far behind
Still I have hope that one day my mind will grow wings
And I will be whole

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