Higher and higher I am destined to soar
In freedom, a flight of fancy so beautiful
To touch the limits of infinity, kiss divinity
Far away, past blue skies and empty minds
Where winds of change will push me further
What lies on the earth below doesn't matter
Nor does the past that kept me tied bother
A longing to break free has finally killed me
No more strings of sorrow, I remain purely
It is the flight of freedom that truly reveals
Of what lies ahead, or how it shall all end
Are only dead reasons for a weighted mind
Desiring ascension, or sinking in a mud hole
Shall never surprise the kite that is in flight
Where the wind blows, there the kite goes
Forever in bliss, which no other kite knows
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