Whenever I look up,
with the voices from the sky,
I hear my enemies cry.
To as I wonder,
wherefore tears resemble like rain,
If I could believe in a lie?
Here I behold my wings
for it is I whom wants to fly.
As I return, from sacred space,
would I fall like a butterfly?
Between spring meadows
rain carnages with blooming roses.
Therefore, with slow rising hope,
peace on the water imposes.
for I have left the world as my door closes.
As I speak while I plead
with oath that was sworn opposes.
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