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Early in the morning as you awake
I am not home, you wonder why
I was with her, I cannot lie
Making sure that she would fly
I devote my nights to her
Sometimes leaving you alone
As I tend to her every need
And sometimes forget your own
I leave you and the girls at home
As I seek comfort in her love
And escape to her embrace
Dedicating nights to her desire
My hands are scarred from touching her
My heart is bruised from leaving you
But I will never change a thing
From this affair I have with wings
H. Herrera