A free bird, flying into unknown skies,
seeking her horizon, so clear and high.
She has no map,no guide,
her instincts her sole steer.
Noone can tame her, noone can own her,
swiftly she glides across the celestial skies
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Simple aims, Simple dreams So simple that it's above people's realm
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