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Seabirds
I miss the roaring sound of the sea.
The waves crashing on the shore.
The salt in the air and the breeze.
The seagulls soaring and much more.
I miss the sight of the birds.
The colors of their feathers and beaks.
The songs they sing and the chords.
The flights they take to the peaks.
I'm stuck in a place where I can't see
the beauty of nature and the life.
I'm trapped in a cage where I can't be
free from the noise and the strife.
I long for the day when I can go
to the place where I really do belong...
I dream of the moment when I can show
my love for the sea and the birds song.
The waves crashing on the shore.
The salt in the air and the breeze.
The seagulls soaring and much more.
I miss the sight of the birds.
The colors of their feathers and beaks.
The songs they sing and the chords.
The flights they take to the peaks.
I'm stuck in a place where I can't see
the beauty of nature and the life.
I'm trapped in a cage where I can't be
free from the noise and the strife.
I long for the day when I can go
to the place where I really do belong...
I dream of the moment when I can show
my love for the sea and the birds song.
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