Victim of innocence,
Creation of play,
A portal of treasure upon rainbow way;
Tingles of injury,
Bliss of the storm,
Journey of ages to a fortune untold.
Friend of the outcast,
Beamed by moonlight,
Warmth shone from Heaven in the breath of midnight;
Fear to the worry,
Curse to the dark,
Captive in freedom's fiery dust of the star.
One mind envisioned,
One soul inspired,
Fortress of iron by fluttering eye's fire;
Drive of a rhythm,
Along to melody,
Apart of the tremble piercing harmony.
Sky of a color,
Wings of the sky,
A gate of sunray forever to invite;
Kiss to the summer,
Lost beyond brink,
Never forgotten is the-
Flight of Fancy.
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<3 Rea
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