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As I peek out my window
I feel safe behind my door
But as time passes on
Life is passing me by
Yet something’s pulling deep inside
If I were a kite
That remained indoors
What would be the use
If I never took to flight?
I’m sure there’s something missing
Maybe I lost the key
But I know there is a door
That I must go through
Not later, but now, even in winter or spring
I’ll fly high and let go of the string
I’ll soar on the breeze that carries my name
I’ll rise high and not in vain
At the right time, I’ll know which one’s mine
At the right time, I’ll have peace of mind
Then I will soar
I will soar
by Christina Morley
