One thousand paper cranes
will take us home someday
across those mad winds and silent streams
keeping us at margins
One thousand paper cranes
will save a life today
sending a smile to the sky
the sweetest band-aid that makes it all ok
One thousand paper cranes
will fly away into the night
working their magic songs on hearts
that will dance with moons and stars
One thousand hearts will hum once again
the notes that lied forgotten
yet still run in mild blood
quietly beating
One thousand paper cranes
will surely take us away
back to our home
at least, someday.
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