I have learnt to swim today through thick and thin and tinges of gray
I have learnt to sing today as clear as an echo inside a chimney in the warfront
I have learnt to sleep today as peacefully as the butterfly drops itself on a tiny flower
I have learnt to write today as much as could fill my little desk with crushed paper and blotting ink
I have learnt to lie today as much as could help me cheat myself again and again
I have learnt to let go today as much as I could wade through a sunkissed cornfield and never worry about returning home
I have learnt to fly today as a free bird that flaps it's wings through thin autumn air
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