I want to fly free,
with no string attached.
I want to fly high,
even the kites feel green-eyed.
I wish, I could feel the clouds,
even if they stumble ahead my flight.
I wish to glide above tall pinnacle and
above the mighty ocean.
And wish never to turn aback.


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