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I am tired
The sky makes me tired
The ground makes me tired
Tired from many days of restlessness
Tired from days of stress, yet to come
My body can rest in a night
But I have yet to figure out
How to rest my soul
it's not your fault baby bird
they never taught you how to fly.
you were forced out of the nest
while they watched you fall and die.
ᴍjᴍ

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