I believe I can fly
I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it every night and day
Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can soar
I see me running through that open door
I believe I can fly
...which just sounds so damn cheezy but hey, here i am almost 50...deeper scars from childhood wounds and FINALLY some healing...
i will rejoice in this flight.
1 comment:
Soar high!
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