Wings of what you are
I've searched the world I know you know-I've worn the clad of Dynamos.
I've held the scepter of a prince,
I've danced with dewdrops on the mist.
I've left with one fact you should take
Should your acts and put-ons break-
Nothing will fly you quite as far-
As the wings of what you are.
Poetry by Lazarus Knix
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Written on 2009-12-21 at 07:53
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