Dragons cloud the sky
bob-wires divides countries
as if to say; don't try to be free
yes, everything is shifting right from me
and then a bird sits on the wire and sings
I'll give you my heart and wings
so you can still defy all rulers, kings
for if you would only once try
and touch one cloud, you'll see just why! M
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