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Dec 2012
The bird flew away from his nest
Intending to never come back.
He believed it was his destiny,
But he flew around endlessly,
And couldn't stay on the right track.

The bird came back to his nest
Intending never to go again.
He stays in the comfort of his home,
And promised himself never too roam,
The cold world again.
Juno Overstreet
Written by
Juno Overstreet  Brooklyn
(Brooklyn)   
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   Walker U and K Balachandran
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