I finally find a place to rest my wings on
It's not the place I've been looking for, though
It's just a small yet pretty isle.
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yes, you have to go on don't matter what.. keep on going..
simply beautiful, all we have of the past is the steps we have taken or feathers we have left behind which soon disappear, and the scars that are left from our journey, yess to the future we keep pressing forward, lovely poem :)