In the movie the girl stands<\/p>\n
On a bridge over infinite clouds.<\/p>\n
Below, a vast chasm.<\/p>\n
The stones are cold<\/p>\n
Under her hands, but there is sun<\/p>\n
On her face and she closes her eyes.<\/p>\n
A memory slides into focus.<\/p>\n
Grandmother telling a story,<\/p>\n
A story of a princess<\/p>\n
Who sacrificed herself for love.<\/p>\n
She leaped from the bridge of sighs<\/p>\n
And turned into a snow white bird<\/p>\n
Who lived forever flying among<\/p>\n
The white clouds with her love.<\/p>\n
The girl sighs.<\/p>\n
She knows the only way to be<\/p>\n
with her lover is to dive in.<\/p>\n
Did he become a bird,<\/p>\n
Waiting for her in the clouds below?<\/p>\n
Without hesitation she climbs<\/p>\n
Onto the stone wall and jumps.<\/p>\n
Her arms go out, her legs spread out,<\/p>\n
Her shirt fans out like white wings.<\/p>\n
She falls into the waiting clouds,<\/p>\n
A serene look on her face.<\/p>\n
Gone forever.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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