PureInsight | September 12, 2005
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Closer, another tear to heart,
a voice transcending time.
Where a songbird calls to
find your wings again, this
moment awaiting flight.
With palate of color paint
these skies, weave horizons of
wider dreams. To circle the
clouds until some perfect
dawn, a world coming in,
rising from the cold.
(Dedicated to all of the Dafa
children in China today)
First published at: http://www.zhengjian.org/music/articles/9/26111.html