My world is falling apart,
When will I get to feel the white flyers,
When will I reach the stars,
When will I reach my gods!
What am I made for,
Who am I ment to satisfy,
I wish I was one among the undesired,
For which now I'm hanging on the cliff.
-Ayvaak✨
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