Feels like flying, Falling in love. So why do I always have to do crash landings. Feels like flying, With starry skies above, Until once again I'm knocked out of my standing. But I'm nothing if not game, And somehow,maybe the pain, Will make a stronger person out of me. So I'll keep practising my takeoffs, And keep turbulence at bay, Until I find I'm flying joyfullyBirth sign: Cancer
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