FROM ELEVEN ALBUM
Trapped in a shell my intention is strong
With a mouthful of water I can break through a stone
Carried on a dove I have dropped from the sky
Now the ground is above and my goal is set high
Reach out with a kiss from my mother
Reach out just to smile at my father
Straight like a wand my magic is simple
Sensing your laughter the breeze makes me nimble
My colors displayed I am ready to travel
On the back of a bee all my children unravel

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