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There's something magical about this world,

though what, I cant quite tell.

 

Maybe it's the way the early day cloud-white moon

grows silver as the sun sets,

as if she's beckoning the stars

 

Maybe it's the way a falcon drops from the dawn sky,

down to earth like innocence lost,

 

And screams in triumph when he soars upwards again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Notes; Wrote ths one fr my bf (<3). U can add ur own meaning 2 it, cuz I dnt care 2 explain the symbolism.

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