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Aug 12
a bird soars free
dipping a gentle wingtip
into pink tinged clouds
the idea of boundaries?
unfathomable
but look
closely now
the flickering bars more apparent
with every glance you give
more bars appear
the bird is frantic now
screaming to the world
does anyone care to save me?

no response
hopeless
if maya angelou and rupi kaur had a baby
anonymous
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