I turned into a dove
And flew into the sky,
For I had no strength enough
To keep my bitter cry.
Now do you like the way I look?
Do you enjoy the way I fly?
... I sat and listened to a brook,
It's peaceful whisper made me cry...
I understand there's no return
To what was ever meant to be.
Life changes since the day we're born
And so do we...
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Transmutation
© Copyright: Илья Алакин-Каминский, 2005
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