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Jan 2015
My wings have been broken repeatedly
Though healed
I remain on a golden perch
Afraid to flap my wings
Afraid of the pain of trying
Afraid to fail
Afraid that someone might see
I'm completely defective
So, I sit pretty on my golden perch
Flightless
Without a cage
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PrttyBrd
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