i've flown the coop, i'm nesting in a new tree
it's freedom, it's free.
i've taken wing, its all on me
it's freedom, it's free.
there are beautiful swirls
there are beautiful vines
and i stand up tall and i know the strength of my own hands
the world is on my shoulders and i flex my arm and smile
'we can do it'
i am able
i am able
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