Little birdie in a cage, aren’t you a pretty thing?
They broke your wings, so they could always here you sing.
Little birdie in a cage, your songs sorrowful and empty.
You pace the cage, starring at the world beyond-Dreaming of tasting its freedom one last time.
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Published on e-Stories.org on 05/16/2022.
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