Soar. Far above the maddening world;
above the distance between you and that girl.
Higher. Where troubles melt and breezes are light
and angels whisper in the night.
Glide. Rest your wings a moment more and see her on that golden shore.
Dive. And close your eyes as you descend, for in your heart, no dream will end.
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