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I feel powerful when birds fly away, I approach– they erupt! My agency clear on display, To my illusive control, I’m amused they obey, It’s time’s dualistic dance, of predator and prey, Self awakens through others, All becomes One, as we play, I’m imprinting the present, When I walk out of my way, A flock by emergence, Patterns form, never to stay, Co-creating a moment, Spikes spice into my day, I feel so powerful, When birds fly away.
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Jan 31
Jan 31, 2026 at 3:39 AM UTC
I Feel Powerful When Birds Fly Away
I feel powerful when birds fly away, I approach– they erupt! My agency clear on display, To my illusive control, I’m amused they obey, It’s time’s dualistic dance, of predator and prey, Self awakens through others, All becomes One, as we play, I’m imprinting the present, When I walk out of my way, A flock by emergence, Patterns form, never to stay, Co-creating a moment, Spikes spice into my day, I feel so powerful, When birds fly away.
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Jan 31
Jan 31, 2026 at 3:39 AM UTC
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