To Be A Bird
Flying through the trees
Knowing our wings are free
To fly us towards the unknown
The glow above our bright blue heads
This is a feeling no one dreads
Instead it’s inhaling utter bliss
Oh to be always going the right way
And nothing to fear each day
With only thoughts of flying straight
To not be human and feel terror
Without the worry of constant error
I wish sometimes that was me
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