Sitting on the wings of a metal bird
I looked over in awe as i passed by the dream
A place in the cradle of the clouds
Lit golden by the chilling warm sun
Where we could run, play, laugh or scream aloud
No boundaries, no borders, no burden
Just an endless space of peace unbound.
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