The whisper comes
Almost Inaudible
On the wind
You don't crave
Safe Harbor
Do you
And I know the truth
I truly don't
I need to be
Out there
Being myself
Unapologetic
Taking Risks
Trying what life
Has to offer
I do like to be held
Safe and Warm
In strong arms
But when it's over
I need to fly
On my own
To soar, close to the sun
As high as I can
Only then
To find my truth
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