on wings

its like i found him
was he always there
like a shadow
without a stare

its magic
whenthe blinkers remove
why not sooner
hes in the groove

flying high to see it all
but low enough incase a fall
life so precious
having a ball

dont want to die
love this space
god leave me never

thank full for all of this
and breath
may it last for ever
life without death

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