Saturday, August 30, 2014

Left

my wings are clipped
I can't get high
trapped a'ground
instead of a'sky

simulated
wings of flight
keep my mind
working right

ride two wheels
forget the bike
looking up
the sky a'sight

simulated
worlds of light
keep my mind
out of the night

my body heavy
my soul so free
a-chained by
possessions, feet

simulated
all the sky
keep my mind
turning left

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