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" God gives us all wings,
and I'm using mine.
The sun is out,
And I have to fly,
My wings will carry me.
The wind will blow,
And with my wings,
I will reach the clouds,
Shall I reach the sun?
Nothing can stop me,
I will spread my wings,
As I do not fear falling,
Today, I'll surely reach the heavens and kiss them. "
― José N. Harris , Mi Vida