February 16, 2008
These wings that I have
Perfect in every way
Lift me
Soaring above the trees
Moonlight washing over
Every plane of my body
Every shadow in my face
Filled sweet golden-pale
I'm so close to heaven
So far from falling
My wings hold me here
With the speed in my face
My hair flies back
Flowing silky ribbons
I race away
And never go back

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