Flying by as the wind unleashed,

Souls I see, beloved they be.

His hands hold mine, blessed I am,

Always, always a lifeline it be.

Purpose I shall always hold mine,

Love, love and abundant love to all.

Dreams I have, Wishes more so,

Thus pain is born in souls I love.

I drain life off the happy hearts,

Cursed I am to be strangely made.

My heart burns, eyes brim over,

Lost between their love and my whims.

Guilt drowns my soul and being,

If only I was a girl without wants. 

For nothing more do I desire,

Than their happy hearts.

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