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Fragrance of spring
Softly floating
Through the air

Washing over me

I hold the chalice
The grail of renewal
Deep within my own heart

Gently I Rise
Into the Open Sky
I am not
Losing my ground this time

Freedom is sweet
As my own blessing
I found peace
Now that my system can breathe

I see the future
Open before me
Do I have what it takes?

Gently I Rise.
Into the Open Sky
I am not
Losing my ground this time

Seasons are dying
In opening up my eyes

Seasons are dying
In opening up my eyes

Seasons are dying
In opening up my eyes

Gently I Rise.
Into the Open Sky
I am not
Losing my ground this time

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