'Bravo, Bravo, sing for me more, you make me laugh, you make me cry'.
My eyes closed as she eased back in to the melody, I watched the sweet melody elope with happiness and how far far away it flew with me on it's broken wings.
My truth indeed was in the flight, oh my dearest radiant one;
how you carry me in your broken wings.
I drink you all and sing you praise; my
hero I thank you for your strenght and your mighty thoughts.
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