I flew through the trees today I flew through the trees
I saw the breeze sparkle the sun on the leaves
I thought of your voice and your skin to inspire
I blushed at my past today
I raced ‘long the river, the brim-swimming currents
I hushed the engines to the Old Man’s merriment
I spit from the high-bridge on the wind to pray
I felt all I instantly could
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