See I lean over the edge for who? 
Forever to flight my butterflies, 
To plight upon the ledge by you, 
I thunder too, up mountainous skies.
In summits I walk the sky, 
Holding back nothing to fear, 
To touch worlds beauty I, 
Lent to your hand near. 
In bottomless skies there saw, 
Her heart upon I pledge, 
While legs swung by more, 
As we sat on skyline ledge.                
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