Freedoms of the Sky

Oh freedoms on high,
sailing through the sky.
A sun blazes bright,
in a vast open sky.
So much to see, down below.

With wings so light,
wind rushes by.
Clouds feather the sky.

Air so light,
caresses so,
gentle touch,
a love oh so.

With a cry,
a bird exalts in glee,
to feel the fingers,
of the free.

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