We are birds, in flight
On varying heights
Inevitable
You see clouds
I do not
I see snow
You do not
You see those lakes
bigger
I see those Eagles
larger
Inevitable
These heights, in flight
Could we bridge, with words
With reason and denial
These heights, we see not
And burn our feathers, in misery
These heights, in love
We do see
And bridge, need not
When I reach beside
I see what you see
And we move on
In this aero show of life
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