gazing back upon your newly sprouted wings, as you begin to sense a use for them

I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.	feed your pretty words to my muse, and perhaps then	I am not fool enough to wish for wings	I hear the noise of wings
And then wings sprouted from the space between my shoulders where my wings had once been	When my inside selves just jump out with wings of fire	Icarus Wings	We're sprouting wings, metamorphosing, speaking in tongues
What good is half a wing?	She flies with her own wings	The Faith to ask for Faith	Fluoxetine
Where have my wings gone? They are hidden, embarrassed to be seen.	There is a Space Between your Shoulders where your wings used to be	Flying high on busted wings	A Wish for Wings That Work
You give me wings. Don't be surprised if I fly.	Swim with the fishies, but remember you have wings	When I was young Time had no wings	Wing warping
Paper wings, of course they've fallen	Sometimes, new wings take years to dry	Winter's on the Wing	You gave me wings when you showed me the birds

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