nineteen

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There's a world collapsing in my mind

and the time ticks away

trying to fight

to see and fly

above with my bird's eye

except the world clips my wings behind

and I'm blinded by the sun

yet powered by the moon

why is it howling makes my heart swoon?

Where the waterfalls crawl

inches in my skin

right where my mind roars

the tips of my fingers

linger words in my blood

as a one-way track fades into a flood,

there's direction under the sea

where I can see and fly

looking with my bird's eye.

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