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Wings Of My Blood.

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Hope is the thing with white feathers,
Tickled me hard to find it and conquer it.
Wings are the only means of my transit,
Struggle is the best way to succeed, I knew! !

Flew many miles for one lone reason,
Hunt is always 'on' while I'm in the game.
Never tired during the journey towards passion,
Struggle is the best way to succeed, I knew! !
Winds tried to hamper my course of flight,
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