Sunday, September 25, 2005

Fly

Fly, fly
freely and high
to the sky, out of space
beyond the boundaries



Fly, I must fly
because the clock never stop clicking
for fulfilling the dreams
reaching out the aims
and tasting the bittersweet of the world



Fly, I fly
and time goes by
but I can’t help missing to come home
to shelter
bringing all the hopes, joy and sorrow
to share them all with you

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