As tranquil as the breeze
Like the colors of the leaves
Drank an everlasting spring
So peaceful... I could sing
Here I am...making sound
Lift my thoughts...off the ground
As tranquil as the breeze
All the colors on the trees
Enough confidence to see
To live and simply be
Here I stand... with no doubt
The final time...close this bout
A boy blazed in red
He's growing wings in his head
Realizing that he could fly
Straight into the fall sky
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