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Wild Birds in Captivity
Those birds that roamed free,
Endless flights filled with glee,
They glide over the trees,
Flying side to side with the breeze,
Above the deserts, they can reach,
Following the wind that they preach,
Finding the oasis that they screech,
Under the clouds that breach,
A glimpse of their prey,
They plunge headfirst at bay,
Stumble and...
Tuesday 7th March 2023 7:10 am
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