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Created on: July 25, 2008
Being born into this world,
I felt so alive.
I hope for a day
when, like a phoenix, I can arise.
Day in and Day out
I hope for a chance
to find my story of honor
through all these tales of tragic romance.
What more can I want?
Asks the hardened people of before.
I want to be free
to ease my way to risky skies
The world holds me in, trapped and caught in a thoughtful air
This world, I wish to rescue from its own snares
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I am thief
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Unable
Those Unopposed
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~~ To Fly Away ~~
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