:7 The Pain of Flight

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Painful thoughts brought into my mind

Pushed in by your evil spies

Only a curse be brought upon

When you deserve to drown in brine

The only hope that's left inside

Is brought by my nonexistent wings

The wisps are glowing brighter than ever

With Death gay

And while I soak in my seldom thoughts

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