Wings of Friendship

Here in the dungeon 
Amid condemned men
The weather of life
Is often inclement 
The winds of misery 
Blow relentlessly 
Fortunate is he
Who dares to transcend
Rising above it all 
Fortunate is he
Who can spread his wings 
And find friendship beyond the walls 

© Timothy James Young

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