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Wishy

rushing through the wind
hair blowing carefree
saying just watch me
a hand to lend
a heart to mend
the air fixes it
no troubles fit
an hour
on the clock
a boat waiting at the dock
a solid rock
thrown in to the air
for why i don't know
i just sit and feel the wind blow
laying in the sun
waiting for that time to come
since i want to run
to spread my wings
bump into some thing's
and to try to try
to take my chance and fly
as high as the clouds



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