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Let Me..

Let me fly,

hop, skip, leap, dash

Let me outrun the brook,

Let me chase the rainbow

and the butterflies.

Let me enter the woods at dusk,

and walk in the rain

Let me sit by the fire,

by the sea

 

Set the kite free from the tree top,

let it flutter and kiss the skies

as I cannot.

Let it be free,

as I am not.

 

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unpredictable said…
And why arent you?
15 Oct 2007, 18:03:00
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