As the wind carried upon its shoulders the leaves of yesterday, I glanced up at the dark lit moon as it rose above the sun of day, and wondered if I could forever stay this way and may: Like a bird without burdance of wings Shall I too flutter and sing And know what happiness brings As I sail high into the sky So carefree I shall fly Like a feather on the evening breeze. Or will I fall to my knees And continue to grieve Bringing fear upon myself And chance upon my health. As I glance from the ground I find I have found The answer is best to stay On my feet.Birth sign: Not entered
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