Flying Free

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[SIZE=+1]Here at the water's edge I stand,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]And Let the world go by,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]As gentle waves caress the sand,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]I watch the seagulls fly.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=+1]To be that carefree seagull,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]Not a worry does he know,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]He glides so graceful on the wind,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]Till it no longer blows.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=+1]Then to a 3-point landing,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]Our finest aircraft put to shame,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]For precision, grace and beauty,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]Are the seagull's middle name.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=+1]Someone's always there to feed him,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]And if not, he'll dive for fish,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]If I can't come back and BE HIM,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]Then to watch him is my wish.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=+1]For when my nerves are frazzled,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]And the world seems much too tense,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]When my mind's so stuffed with knowledge,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]That I'm starting to feel dense.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=+1]I just journey to the water's edge,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]And close my eyes and see,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]I'm gliding through the puffy clouds,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=+1]My seagull friends and me.[/SIZE]