Day 164: Fly
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i fly at the sight of cages, storms, and monsters.
so let me go.
let me live in the wild
and i will sing for you
a free and haunting song.
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what notes i do not utter
with audible tune
i’ll issue with a wing
and a movement on the wind.
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what nests i do not build
with structure and frame
i’ll deliver with gifts of silk
and tinsel
and leave them at your sill.
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so let me go.
let me live in the wild
and i will sing for you
a free and haunting song.
and perhaps even remind you
that you can sing, too.
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