Seagulls
Cascading by
Whitened pureness
Like angels flying
Across the heavens
I do sigh
Gazing upward to the sky
Me being
Seemingly left lost
On this land
I watch them soar
In sunlight plus moonlight
Pondering on myself
I watch them soar
I realise now
One fine day
Wing tip to wing tip
I will join them
These angelic seagulls
Seagulls
Cascading by
Whitened pureness
Like angels flying
Across the heavens
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