Soaring high above
This deep blue sky I love
Flying through the clouds
Like white cotton shrouds
With someone whom I trust
As we race through the gust
The smiles and laughs we share
Seems we’ve nothing to despair
But, as an ominous wind blows
A terrible beast arose
Sweeping away what I hold most dear
I shed not but a tear
Not a second can I afford
So upon this sword,
I swore…
She’s what I’m fighting for
In commemoration to The Legend of Zelda Skyward Sword.
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