My dear, you fly so high
take care of yourself
do not touch the Sun
you will burn,
if Moon no harm
she is very calm.
There are no any boundaries or barriers in the sky
Who knows they make them tomorrow?
skin to wrap; hair for wings
eyes to see ahead and
I promise you to give everything,
please, if you could
take me to the Heaven.
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