I walk on the wild side
to see the sun shining one me
Dressing me as a static camera
That only captures music and light

There’s sand, mist and howl

When the wings that barks meet the thin frozen crystals
in the high level above
My heart pound in synchronicity with the torrent flow
opening gates of heaven and bringing the crowd on to and fro
Showing us their own feather
Stealing the show
For your own gratification

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