Breaking into the winds this heart unrests,
Caged and tattered in the unbreakable arrests.

Then one day skies clear into serenity,
Can feel the same old gravity.

This time you with your wings of rage,
I, a nothing but a light plumage.

But you still stir the waves,
And then the sounds of beats come out of those dark caves.

Again that mystical flight,
Saves me from a heinous blight.

Again the gravity does not lie,
For these are unbreakable affinities not a fragile tie.


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