Don't let me hold you back
From fighting for your goals
Even if it hurts me
Highs always come after lows
I'll help you lace up
and support your every move
Don't want to be your weight
But i can't help you if you lose
I'll be standing at a distance
Close to see, but not to touch
Even though my being is fading
I'll always love you very much
So go on and clip your wings
Set off and fly
I was prepared for the takeoff
But certainly, not for the goodbyes....
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