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Fly Fly Away

Fly Fly Away
away from here
give me my wings
and let me steer

Over the river
high above the trees
into the valley
with the song of the bees

The soft hum
the sun shining bright
the green grass sways
to my delight

Let me fly
Let me go
over the mountains
growing so slow

The soft breeze blowing
the day turns to night
as the crickets begin
to sing with their might,

"Fly fly away
let your spirit be free
free in this world
let 'me' be me."





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