feather-light
wings in
deep
sleep dreams
flickering
candles
light
the walls
tip-toe
among
the
silver stars
worry
not
where
you are
ride
a comet through
the
jet-black night
make
your home in
the
autumn sky
soar
with wings
not
made by man
fly
as high as you can
to
a world far from here
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