Soaring high above
Mountain tops so bright
Searching for my love
Reaching new, crazy heights
Shooting right past the tips
Never make much sound
Quietly laughing to myself
Bursting through the clouds
Wings flapping, beating
Carry me to great unknowns
My tail directing me, it
Leads me, right back to my home
Next time I go to feed
My talons gripping fish
Before this day is gone
I have this final wish
I am a bird
Soaring through the sky
How I wish, I were a fish
Just to swim once
Before I die?
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