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If only I woke up to find

myself in the past again,

I'd grow bright wings and fly myself

from here, to all my friends.

I'll take their hands, hold them tighter

than I ever could today,

and, clinging their love to my chest,

I'll take us far away.

We'll hide, safe from the coldest grips

of distance and of time,

away from all the days we'd live

saying our slow goodbyes.

If only I've chosen to fly,

we'd never be alone;

we'd live each day as the best

in our forever home.