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Sep 2019
I am a small bird,
thirsty to explore the world.
I've got small wings,
seeking for the touch of the wind.

I hop and hop, but I never go so far,
my head keeps bumping on a bar.
I am feed well, yes, but I'll never grow
living in this cage I've always known.
Written by
imparo  20/space
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   Jacob Reilly
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