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It started as a little hatching bird Raising it's feeble Oversized, ungainly Little head It started as a spark Flickering weakly under tinder and wood With hardly anything To give It started as a raised head Like the shy kid in class Working up the rarest courage To speak It started as the faintest of urges And I didn't worry too much 'Bout it It was probably nothing I came back from the capital And realized My time to fly was approaching That little bird had flight feathers now That little spark was catching Spreading around Giving more and more warmth And it finally began to show I went around town To start And then Chicago And then my own house That shy kid spoke up at last That little bird raised it's wings That fire grew stronger And stronger I am posed on the edge Of a burning nest from the fire Ready to speak again This time even louder
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 1:31 PM UTC
A Little Something
It started as a little hatching bird Raising it's feeble Oversized, ungainly Little head It started as a spark Flickering weakly under tinder and wood With hardly anything To give It started as a raised head Like the shy kid in class Working up the rarest courage To speak It started as the faintest of urges And I didn't worry too much 'Bout it It was probably nothing I came back from the capital And realized My time to fly was approaching That little bird had flight feathers now That little spark was catching Spreading around Giving more and more warmth And it finally began to show I went around town To start And then Chicago And then my own house That shy kid spoke up at last That little bird raised it's wings That fire grew stronger And stronger I am posed on the edge Of a burning nest from the fire Ready to speak again This time even louder
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 1:31 PM UTC
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