Sta.sh
Oh, to be a bird,
Flying above the trees.
Such freedom!
I envy you, my feathered friend.
Your very soul must soar high with you,
Out of reach of those who would dare ground such hope.
For that is what you are, little angel.
To us who are bound to the Earth and the seas,
You are hope.
We look to you, my friend.
Fly free, for in our hearts we follow you,
A symbol of all we hold dear in this life.
Oh, to be free as a bird.
In my heart, that is all I wish to be.
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