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I wish I were the Sparrow

flying straight and free

or a candle burning

for all the world to see

I wish to be the stylus of the gods

with the legends and tales

Heroes pitted against all odds

where love always prevails

I wish I were a painter

so I could capture the children

who will scamper and scarper

only to become wise old ones

who watch as the world grows darker

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