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I’ve got wings
So powerful eagles-like
Woven by nightmares of the past
That past that once chained me,
That past me, to the ground- I once be.
That past i burned and entombed.
Brand new air wiped my tears
I left the crowd, i raise my head
Now…
The horizons are all mine
Dare to soar up in the air
Dare to fly beyond the sights
Dare to embrace who I am
Beyond the wildest dreams
Where the sky is the limit
Where I meant to be.
So-calledpoetry of Biba @2020
So-called Poetry of Biba 