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Don't judge me while my wings are tucked away Why criticize what sight perceives I've got Depend not on what outer form displays For fragile, weak, and earthbound I am not My wings when open wide can span to lengths That carnal reasoning can't calculate They mount to heights with supernatural strength Impossible for minds to estimate My wings are kept concealed to give them rest So don't be fooled by what appears to be Until you've seen me soaring at my best Resist condemning my ability Deception dwells in outward show of things But truth abides in hidden inner wings |
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