Let me be me, to enjoy with you;
You gave me wings to fly, to feel the hue.
The land beneath is calling me so dearly,
You tell that is gravity, clearly.
Science is dear to you, I find spirit in it,
You convert fantasies in facts, I live in it.
The poem seems disoriented,has a feel.
It is to show, how do I love thee.
You gave me wings to fly, to feel the hue.
The land beneath is calling me so dearly,
You tell that is gravity, clearly.
Science is dear to you, I find spirit in it,
You convert fantasies in facts, I live in it.
The poem seems disoriented,has a feel.
It is to show, how do I love thee.
mast....!
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