Sky glacier, soaring high,
Paints the heavens with its dye. Clouds of white and blue collide, As we glide on this Skyride.
Wings outstretched, we catch the breeze, Drifting gently with such ease. Sunlight glistens on our wings, As we rise above all things.
The world below, a patchwork quilt, As we journey without guilt. The sky, our canvas, we create, A masterpiece, our fate.
Sky glacier, our trusty steed, Onward, upward, we proceed. Our journey has no end in sight, As we soar on this endless flight.
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