feel the pushing and the pulling the turning and the twisting the changing tide
tossed from the sea on the crest of wave, heavenward
flying, start to fall, just believe and soar even higher
find my place in the sky, amongst the sun and the beauty
loved - enfolded by warmth
loved - floating in a bubble, wrapped in peace
home, where I belong, where I always want to be
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