I am an bird without a place
A bird without its wings to fly
Trapped in this tree,
Never to be freed

A bird with a song,
That goes on forever long
The tune if you here,
it is worth listening

A bird that knows its fate,
So it’s never irradiate
Its stands forever singing,
And hoping someone is listening

So they would know its truth
And maybe one day that bird would get its wings to fly


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