What are you searching for? The wind? The rain?
The scent of a flower that you once new? The sun?
The stars? The sight of the most beautiful child?
The mountains majesty?
The visions, to move planets, sail across the sky
To read their minds, to disappear, even talk to
These things I have and more.
I am searching for the flutter of my soul...
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