Wings of Grace

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She's a swan on a calm lake,
Each move screams sophistication,
Demure and perfect,
As she dances with grace.

She's a dove flying on a blue sky,
With her beauty and peaceful mind.
Her pure heart seeks kindness,
For this world of loneliness.

But she's an eagle who resists being caged,
By those who see her as their prize.
She fly the highest,
Above everyone who envies her greatness.

Yes, I love her and I like to be with her.
But she's already flying higher than anyone.
I can't reach her.
I'm just watching below.
As I'm just a boy with a pen and paper.

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