Jan 15, 2006 00:18
For I abide
In the narrowest nest of a corner
My wings pressing close to my sides
I sight the distand horizon
Where the slyline encircles the sea
I throb a burning desire
To travel this immensity
I battered the cordons around me
And cradled my wings in the breeze.
The soar to the uttermost reaches
with rapture,
with power,
with ease.
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