Oh how it once dreamt of flying high in Egypt
Flying amongst glistening golden sand
Soaring with it's flock
All together, holding hands
Until it found a prince,
Called happy but tears fell
He saw the pain that no one felt
So it stayed and helped.
Moved as a messenger
Chose death and frost
Over enjoyment and warmth in winter
A bird's sacrifice,
A spark of hope, that never hindered.
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Jun 2, 2026 at 3:03 AM UTC
Oh how it once dreamt of flying high in Egypt
Flying amongst glistening golden sand
Soaring with it's flock
All together, holding hands
Until it found a prince,
Called happy but tears fell
He saw the pain that no one felt
So it stayed and helped.
Moved as a messenger
Chose death and frost
Over enjoyment and warmth in winter
A bird's sacrifice,
A spark of hope, that never hindered.
Inspired by Oscar Wilde's 'The Happy Prince'
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