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TAKE FLIGHT
I see you laying in the bed
You're skin's so cold
But you're not quite dead
I see the look in your eyes
The white lights flashing
As your gaze is turned toward the skies
Your heart's rhythm is quieting still
Lips slightly parted
The night air holds your chill
I watch you slip away
Free into the night
And watch with envy
As your soul takes flight |