Being Free

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... Broken Wings ...

Float on,

To the painted skies.

Where dreams will be unified,

As I slip inside.

Multiply humanity,

Harmonize insanity.

Shedding light of remedy,

Pulling tight of clarity.

Shattered glass,

In flower beds.

Humanize,

Inhuman ends.

Float on,

To the painted skies.

Where dreams will be unified.

As I'm swept inside,

Were butterflies-

Utilize surrenduring,

When silence forced,

To you it seems.

Sterilize your mentality,

Compromise your reality.

Restful mind,

And peaceful eyes.

When sound is gone,

Than you will find-

It's all the same for the Dreamers.

Where butterflies,

Never die.

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