Walking along the wall

Walking along the wall
Trying to see the light
Don’t want to dig the devil’s ditch
But living is hard
Once a dreamer
Now aged and scarred
Yet every heart is a bird
Who yearns to use its wings and sing
Walking along the wall
Love is like balloons flying in the sky

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