I'm not running in fear,
I'm gonna stay right here!
I disregard your threat,
Because I have no regret!
I'm cutting your strings,
'Cause I've found my wings!
I'll fly through this storm,
Then you'll face my scorn!
So sit back and have your laugh,
I guarantee it'll be your last!
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Great frame of mind! Go high-flying!