I spread my wings as I soar so free,
And the dream the dreams of what could be.
I take it all in, like I'm breathing in air,
As the soft, whispering wind twists through my hair.
It's telling me secrets of the world around me.
It's telling me that the world has now found me.
It's telling me I can hide no more,
That I must spread my wings and soar.
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