Past The Cloudsstanding on the edge, looking down takes the plunge, he's off the ground the air rushes past his face the wind takes him in its cold embrace his golden hair is ruffled through going through clouds feels like morning dew flying over his ocean for miles and miles whizzing past birds like flipping turnstiles the sun lightens his hair, clears his eyes he won't go down, he never tries why should he leave this places he longs for, where he is given a rush surpassing poems and songs his wings are there, he knows that they are but as he looks, they fade, like the morning stPast The Clouds
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nothing gold can stay...
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