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Delicate wings Worse for wear Powered by faith Float on air
Delicate wings Worse for wear Powered by faith Float on air
A seagull plucks a clam From its shell And follows it with a chaser Of salty swell Drinking in the goodness Distilled by the sea He returns the empty shell As gratuity
It seemed like forever Waiting for that day My first driver’s license Was my license to play In a piece of metal Rubber wheels hugging the road Gripping the steering wheel Freedom was mine to hold The rev of the engine Paired with my favorite song Road trips were as fun As the day… Read More Drive
We used to swing as children From branches young as us Telling stories Whispering secrets Breathing wishes Into the future But would we ever catch them there? Swinging from branches Aged and weathered Carrying the weight of life Our stories Our secrets Our wishes Those we’re still chasing Those forever lost to us
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