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Who am I?
This is the girl with hair of fire.
The girl with the love of all things.
Who you will see running through the woods.
Flowers in her hand.
The girl who feels the notes of music.
A feeling of comfort.
Soaking up the beat. -
How To Fly A Plane
We all start on our knees.
Crawling.
With no way to move.
Immobile.
Stuck.
Pushing our way onto two feet.
In such a teetering stance.
We wonder if it would be safer just to sit back down.
But we take the risk. -
How To Fly A Plane
We all start on our knees.
Crawling.
With no way to move.
Immobile.
Stuck.
Pushing our way onto two feet.
In such a teetering stance.
We wonder if it would be safer just to sit back down.
But we take the risk. -
What locks the door?
What locks the door?
To a place forbidden
Forlorn
Forgotten
Full of rattling shadows
and creaking stairs
A place that lies
behind a locked door
or so we are told
since we were young
it is a nowhere
nothing