I wait till my wing grow and ready to fly
Fly high to the skies with eagle eye
Crying to all that I love the you
Emotions overfull me so much
Hear me and be my bride
Fly with me as whole
But is seem you flow away as
Water in the river and back and not return
I am glad, that I have you
My second half, my heart, my soul
and nested in my nest
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