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Apr 2019
He is a bird
he's made to fly
without a care
he soars in the sky

The stars in the sky
A pretty shade
His love for them
Will never fade

He sings his song
A happy tune
but quiet now
there's danger soon

his big mistake
his guard let down
broken and battered
with blood all around

he's silent now
his melody gone
they take him away
he's just a pawn
Written by
Smokey  18/FTM/Up in the clouds
(18/FTM/Up in the clouds)   
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   Lorenzo Neltje and Fawn
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