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| Flying On The Wings Of A Dream by � chibilunacat I am flying with the wings of a dream Protruding from my back, Delicate, soft, and strong- A midnight shade of black. Soaring inside the starry sky, Wondering about the here and now, to know- Smiling at the bright white moon, Fighting the wind's steady flow. The taste of flowers upon my tongue, Even here, in this dark sky- My hair is tangling in a thousand knots, But higher and higher I fly. I'm being embraced and loved, By the pure light of the stars, Here I'll never be encompassed By any of mans many bars. I'm free to be, and free to fly- On wings inside my mind, Reaching for the peace of night, My future shall be- defined. Terra Mae 5/3/2002 |