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………….we will rise above the sky:

Those beautiful stars—we are!

— hold my hands, don’t let go,

But if you do, remember I love you so;

With I am—we surrender & won’t say why:

Love is higher than a kite, the eagle,

That soar—that’s’ fly:

I will meet you where love lies,

Never question hope for it’s the prize,

Of our grand flight:

Even when rain drops from our eyes,

We know Victory—the brave will supply,

Great things will arrive for you and I.

Empress Journee