Flying higher lighter than a feather,
Beneath the stars, the sun, the moon,
Above the clouds, the hills, the vales,
Away from those who cause pain and suffering,
My liberty is my own, alone in this void of peace,
Fate has no holding in this realm,
I am at my own mercy,
I am in controll,
I dream gentle thoughts,
But then i return,
I awake to the reality of this World.
Friday, March 9, 2007
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