A Pegasus Be!

Songs of the soul
Are always trying
To be out and upward flying.

Unloose the tethers;
Give them feathers for any weathers.

Soul of your song
Will not be dying
If it’s out and upward flying.

Then free your biding!
No more hiding! Lips, go out riding!

Galloping light
Is truth in measures,
Pegasus in bounding pleasures!

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