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May 11
A bird was gazing at me,
Perched on a tree
And asked me, Hey! Unusual species!
Why do you sit here?
Did you lose your purpose?
Jump back up and capture the sky.
Capture your sunrise,
Race like a starβ€”this is your sign.
Capture your sunset
Stay prepared, stay on the mark.
You'll reach that cloudy arcβ€”
I fly with wings.
But believe me, I know the sky.
Even without your wings,
Your dreams can fly.
Ami  Mathur
Written by
Ami Mathur  30/M/India
(30/M/India)   
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