there is heat, there is light
but they have not your eyes
not your words
not your voice
not your song
and though they must away
this never will fade
ever filled
ever held
ever strong
About Me
- eHalcyon
- Little birdy in the wind,
this maelstrom is too much for him.
He's tired to his very core
and doesn't care much anymore.
He'll still his wings and let wind blow
to take him where he needs to go.
Dear birdy bird, I only pray
that you do not get blown away...
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beautiful
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