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Sitting on hands Feet turning inwards Trying to hide the inside From the outside world Goosebumps on pale skin Patiently waiting For the hand that feeds crumbs Listen carefully can hear a tiny voice? Perched precariously Head lifts Heart beat quickens Fingers unhinge the cage The door creaks With wings unclipped Freedom beckons Yawn awake Hear the delicate song
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Feb 24, 2017
Feb 24, 2017 at 4:58 AM UTC
Bird Girl
Sitting on hands Feet turning inwards Trying to hide the inside From the outside world Goosebumps on pale skin Patiently waiting For the hand that feeds crumbs Listen carefully can hear a tiny voice? Perched precariously Head lifts Heart beat quickens Fingers unhinge the cage The door creaks With wings unclipped Freedom beckons Yawn awake Hear the delicate song
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Feb 24, 2017
Feb 24, 2017 at 4:58 AM UTC
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