My previous life
I remember the time I was flying high,
I remember the sea so deep beneath.
I remember the ships gliding fast in the breeze.
The wind was singing under my wind.
The waves were waving their endless string.
I played with the clouds, I lived in the sky.
To the highest of them I could easily fly.
I am living now another life
But still from the heaven I hear a cry
The song of my friends is brought by the winds,
But chained is my body and lost are the wings.
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