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The eagle soars
Higher and higher it climbs
Gliding with an unseemingly effort
Graceful, gliding through the air.

The night is calm and still
Its wings catch the rays
Of the setting sun
Matching its exquisite beauty
A mate answers its call.

Over the rocks, over the cliffs
Nothing stands in its way
No mountain too big to climb
The world below its feet.

Free as the wind blows
Watching the sun coming down on me
Praying for the day I can
Mount up on eagles' wings.