Flight (Photo credit: PRAVINECHESTER)

A sweet reverie
Lays its music over me
Guides me to infinity
To infinity

A sublime song
Which my heart may sing along
Helps the weary, heals the strong
Heals the strong

Such beauteous prose
Adorns the listener as fine clothes
And grants such wishes we’d suppose
We’d suppose

A sweet reverie
Perfect in simplicity
Frees the yoke of gravity
The yoke of gravity

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