Always remember this "magical phrase" sang by ma father since i was a lil' gurl..
Seagull.. you fly across the horizon into the misty morning sun...Nobody asks you where you are going, nobody knows where you're from.
Here is a man asking the question, "Is this really the end of the world?" Seagull, you must have known for a long time, the shape of things to come.
Now you fly, through the sky, never asking why, and you fly all around 'til somebody, shoots you down...
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