Love is on an upswing
Taking off on a soft April breeze
Gliding high
Featherlight
As the jealous ground seethes
~
A hero’s broad arc glimmers
So fearlessly ablaze
Prison walls are razed to dust
By the joyous screams of praise
~
The song fades with the dusk
As sparks rain in the dark
Giving back to the earth
Yet another mortal scar
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