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wings
i'm looking out on the day
seeing the lie of the land,
routes and packs and boots and tracks,
the world within my wingspan.
i'm sprouting feathers to fly
through valleys and mountains,
flying from those who too much doubt me,
so mainly from myself.
i'm a passenger of flow
that i don't control,
all ideas, no plan.
seeing the lie of the land,
routes and packs and boots and tracks,
the world within my wingspan.
i'm sprouting feathers to fly
through valleys and mountains,
flying from those who too much doubt me,
so mainly from myself.
i'm a passenger of flow
that i don't control,
all ideas, no plan.
Published 17th Aug 2011
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