Sometimes wind will carry you,
Then drop you in a lull.
It can be taken from you,
Though once your sails were full.
I hope you know my darling,
Though it may have happened to me,
Having you as focus,
Is all I need to be,
The strength to build a turbine,
However long it takes.
I’m determined we will fly my dear.
So far and fast, we will need breaks.
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