There is freedom waiting for you,On the breezes of the sky,And you ask “What if I fall?”Oh but my darling,What if you fly?
—Erin Hanson
Because the birdsong might be pretty,But it’s not for you they sing,And if you think my winter is too cold,You don’t deserve my spring.
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