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But I don’t have the wings and I wonder why

white-seagull-flyingThis “Hymns of Social Justice” post is dedicated to anyone who has ever had their wings clipped.

All my life I wanted to fly
But I don’t have the wings and I wonder why…

Woha, well moma told me,
When I was young,
Stand tall girl
Your numer one
(she said)
But you can’t be what you wanna be
But you can shake the course of your destiny
I can’t break away

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