Psalm 57:1
Wings of soul
It wants to get free
Every breathe it takes
It shouldn't be chained
The air it breathes
The caressing touches bring
Wings of soul
It takes flight freely
On the ground it sees
Up in the air feeling the breezes
Whirring magical songs to the ears
Wings of soul it cries for freedom
Let the darkness disappear
Let it not be its daily routine
Wings of soul
It takes flight freely
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