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Scattered on the wind
Ashes flying High
Time is now forever
The soul can never die

I'll touch the highest peaks
The lowest valley floors
I'll soar with the eagles
And land on distant shores

Be enfolded on the petals
Of a flower in the night
Or ride upon a dolphin
Through the pale moonlight

I'll tickle the Sphinxes nose
The Andes I'll traverse, for
My soul is in the wind
Time's no longer a curse.

Ashes flying high
Scattered in the wind
My soul will soar forever
For now my time begins

By seelie

© 2011 seelie (All rights reserved)


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