Wrap those feathers like a blanket over me,
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throw my bones into the belly of the deep.
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Whisper through my walkie talkie: "I am ready."
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But I was not prepared to die.
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Wipe the shadows from my mind,
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my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind,
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my mind, my mind, my mind.
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I was not prepared for flight.
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A Long Flight
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| Wintersleep |
