I sing and soar,
free as a bird in the clouds.
Weightless and Gliding within lofty heights.
Stars are angels to me,
they visit me from time to time.
I seek and search the navy blue skies,
for my light house,
for my beacon.
I search because you bring me down to earth.
Keep me level and grounded.
and when I need to, you help me fly.

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