Summers sun caressing my skin
It touch warming me from within
Tasting laughter, joy and love abound
Life’s harmony sings upon gentle breeze
Awake, my meaning & reason found
Summers sun caressing my skin
It touch warming me from within
Tasting laughter, joy and love abound
Life’s harmony sings upon gentle breeze
Awake, my meaning & reason found
Birds make great sky circles of their freedom
How do they do it?
They fall
And in falling, they’re given wings
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