Climbing higher mountains
I will not descend downward
Until after I have conquered that
fear
Clasping stars within my hands
They shall not stray from my touch
I am a dreamer
My wings lie in my mind
Where they allow me to divide the
clouds
As I ascend through their
cotton-like tufts
One cannot pierce my heart with any
arrow
It is filled with pure bliss and
compassion
No one will ever be able to seize
that from me
Although at times my eyes may look
wounded
My strength has never fled…
Have a nice day...
Have a nice day...
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