Scarred and sullied, ripped apart in the trenches, no recovery time to sit on the fences. Strengthening light and spiritual sight, wading in whether it's day or night. For those who are ready to reconcile with the light, these wings will open, together we'll take flight. Hold onto these feathers, preparing to rise, moving through Air, off into bright skies.

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