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Song Bird.
We'll never know what a song bird sings,
Never feel the soft feathers beneath its wings.
What if his song was more a cry,
A plead, a need, a longing for the sky.
We'll never know what the song bird sings as he cries for uncaged freedom to another blossoming spring.
Never feel the soft feathers beneath its wings.
What if his song was more a cry,
A plead, a need, a longing for the sky.
We'll never know what the song bird sings as he cries for uncaged freedom to another blossoming spring.
Published 28th Jan 2013
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28th Jan 2013 11:24am
