Touchin the horizons of happiness,
Trust the soul I hold 4 u,
YOur success is my success,
Your Loss is my loss,
Ye we chose to be wings.
we are like wings of bird,
helpless,useless without other,
in times of difficulty,
we affirm the other,
ye I am holdin your back!
Wings aint jus best frnd
they are second form of
trust,respect and fun!
Oh MY WING!
I look forward to,
Touch skies with you.
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