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Mine are different then yours wings to scout to stay

wings in fours wings not wings you can missuse

wings to soar to sway wings in twos

To become unbound unfixed unsaved

to break me chop off two wings be free

knife pressed against bone what is left will be mine and mine alone

I chose to abandon my own

I lose all I have known

and one last time I prayed

for the strength to be not afraid