
I soar above the clouds In a place unknown to man; I stretch my arms up high And smirk widely when I land. I have a little family, But their hearts are pure as gold. I exist only in fairytales And the hopes that many hold. I saved my youth forever, But I didn’t understand That my heart was more important Than the years I had in hand. So the girl who stitched me back And adorned me with a kiss Is the one I’ll never forget, And the soul I’ll always skip









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