Floating.
Soaring.
Carelessly roaming.
I left my broken soul behind in limbo
I was left behind.
I could keep up
Hurry.
So I started my own pace.
Be still.
When you are ready to fly you will.
you never know the way a person reacts.
Will they be happy?
Are they sad? What hides behind the smile?
Look.
Hold on.
Be still.
Soaring.
Carelessly roaming.
I left my broken soul behind in limbo
I was left behind.
I could keep up
Hurry.
So I started my own pace.
Be still.
When you are ready to fly you will.
you never know the way a person reacts.
Will they be happy?
Are they sad? What hides behind the smile?
Look.
Hold on.
Be still.

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