My melody is warm.
My melody is bright.
A melody so full of light.
And every day it rings.
Reminding me of better things.
Repairing the wounds on my wings.
I play it loudly.
So I cannot hear them speak to me.
And maybe then, I can be free.
We can rise above.
This world that we are tired of.
It is possible to transcend, my love.
Just look to the sky.
There is no need to ask why.
Because my melody will let us fly.
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