listen to wings of summer
fleeting, kissing my lips
cradling my lovely keeps
i would share to the world
to innocent heart hurting
seeking, patiently craving
so many running from harm
into so many invisible arm
some think it's only dream
tomorrow it will disappear
somebody will come to care
so far they're still waiting
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