Baby Eagle she leaps,
Off the edge of the cliff.
Mama left her no tips,
She just has to fall like a leaf.
And hope the wind will carry her,
By her handles and Tango,
Her wings invade the air,
Her teary lashes tangle.
Eyes shut looking inwards,
Therein slumbers all the answers.
Silents passions, unformed words,
She wont be food for the piranhas.
When she finally she slides
Her eyelids apart she sees
Only the sun is by her side,
High above clouds she soars.
Off the edge of the cliff.
Mama left her no tips,
She just has to fall like a leaf.
And hope the wind will carry her,
By her handles and Tango,
Her wings invade the air,
Her teary lashes tangle.
Eyes shut looking inwards,
Therein slumbers all the answers.
Silents passions, unformed words,
She wont be food for the piranhas.
When she finally she slides
Her eyelids apart she sees
Only the sun is by her side,
High above clouds she soars.
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