[YC126NEWC]Paths of Spring

Dedicated to Special K.

Twisting and aching the eagle soars,
Searching winds of fate,
She cries out for her mate,
Lost among the yearning branches,
Touching the light of dawn,
Glistening with the last snow,
Of lonely winter,
Cold and sombre,
I wander among paths of spring,
I find my way back home,
To you

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