I'm flying high above the sky
Soaring peacefully over the American pie
Drifting into a smooth tranquility
I land and rest on top of a tree
A tree that sets above the world
I look down and my pain is unfurled
I only see endless beauties
From oceans, mountains, and seas
Then the devastation grabs me
I realize natures true beauty
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