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Apr 2016
We clip a bird's wings so it won't fly away,
A sin we commit because we care
But if people were like parrots and we clipped the wings of our lovers,
Then can we agree that love was never there?
Myra
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Myra  24/F/Pennsylvania
(24/F/Pennsylvania)   
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