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I am running high
on two-days-till-break,
on barely contained relief,
on smiles too bright
for my lips,
on cold fall air --
mixed together, they add
savor to my song
wings to my words
joy to my tune;
I feel as though
I might fly.
on two-days-till-break,
on barely contained relief,
on smiles too bright
for my lips,
on cold fall air --
mixed together, they add
savor to my song
wings to my words
joy to my tune;
I feel as though
I might fly.