The stars are falling,
As I plunge into the sky...
Nothing can describe this Beautiful view.
Nothing can describe this...
Feeling.
Flying,
Soaring..
The air is cold.
But my wings are spread,
And I am free.
Free from my worries.
Free from my life.
And most of all,
Free from you...
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