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Monday, October 17, 2011

When can I fly

I believe I can fly
Over and over the sky
Some forever goodbye

Why do I feel heavy
Some diligent mind
Working through life

How do I smell the far
Some aromatic formula
Emanated baking sweet

Why cannot I breathe
Are my lungs shut
Not allowing fresh air

How do I look now
My face, my hair, my eyes
Burn all the loads of work

How do I touch you
Some delicate being
Who will let me breathe

Why cannot I get air
Into my once energetic soul
Give me some lively intelligence

Needs to breathe
Too much stuff
Give me a hand

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