You're a bird in the wild,
Flying high in the sky.
With fear, do you shake?
Which wins do you fake?
Your little dreams are in the wild,
Can you catch the stars in the sky?
Mistakes, do you shine?
Do you sit back when your dreams die?
You can live with the lies,
But can never be tired of the tries.
Think, you can fly, take the first flight.
Think, how high can you rise?
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