I know somehow this moment above our land is unspeakable, simply wondering if we can put all of this feeling into some right words. But no matter how we express it, the gratitude and joy just flow naturally within this thin cold air.
When we together, I can feel the utmost freedom blowing softly through my wings. When we together, there is no place beyond my reach.
But now, when you are pouring all your heavy burdens, I realize how weak I am. All I can do is waiting for your bright and clear moment to come again.
You are my sky, I am the sovereign wings under your bright clear blue.
Here, I am under your rain, patiently waiting for the moment when we can together again, my freedom giver.
(Inspired by Bing Photography).
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Bhyllabus l'énigme 
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