City of angels.
Fluttering in the clouds
losing myself to immensity,
wandering around,
thinking about everything I can achieve.
I flap my wings in the wind,
I demonstrate my constant rhythm,
opposing, traveling.
Fighting.
I arrive at lost cities,
I find in my way beings like me,
travelers, wrestlers.
Beings that face their destinies.
The desert is plagued with broken promises,
lustres alas give way in those cities,
bright, synchronized with my journey.
That journey in cities of angels.
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