The heart runs faster, surer than the mind.
Yet words elude its keenly piercing grasp.
Take flight, this solid footing cries aloud.
Leave me behind and learn to spread your wings.
You've served me well, brave words, thus far.
But the stray puppy of my soul just wants a friend.
Yet words elude its keenly piercing grasp.
Take flight, this solid footing cries aloud.
Leave me behind and learn to spread your wings.
You've served me well, brave words, thus far.
But the stray puppy of my soul just wants a friend.
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