Light of rays, breaking through to lighten life.
Into the light i fly with my high;
Above and all my will;
I can fly- - here i fly!
Shall i not, no matter what- -wings of my will, shall not shrink by winds.
At the last my wins of my will, shall win
No, matter what- -
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