Written from Ping's PoV.

I see you up there with the birds
Soaring high above the earth
On the wind flows of the sky

You seem so tranquil in the clouds
Where I can only dream to be
But when I see you looking down
Are you looking down at me?

Oh, how I wish that I could fly
With you, among the birds
But from the ground I look on high
At beauty far too great for words
That speech, I will not even try

Instead, I will just stand
And hope the hopeless dream
That I can use the feahters in my hands
To bring me up to you

But, alas, I cannot reach
The great realm of the birds
For I cannot be free

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