I have to go to a place
farther than my winged dreams
can reach and swim in air there
I never wish to be lifted up by
any angel bird and dropped down
near to a citadel castle in alien land
I may walk, trot or run
with half pain and half fun
maybe the bull`s eye on the farthest altar
blinks and winks at this poor feather!
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