I stand alone
But I am rarely by myself
The unicorns, the pegasi
The dragons, the bats
Opposition runs rampant
But we are all friends
I am the winged cat
The prowler, the pouncer
The comforter, the referee
And I fly alone
I see well in the dark
But I don't find what I look for
I stalk, I retreat
I cannot decide
I go back to the group
They welcome me
Music, laughter, moonlit nights
My joys, my friends
My family, my missing links
No longer do I soar alone
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