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When I see birds sitting on telephone lines,
Sober little black shadows in a neat little row,
I wonder why they stay.
What I wouldn't give to have wings
And the freedom that comes with them.
Freedom they have,
These somber black shadows,
A freedom they don’t use.
When I see birds sitting on telephone lines,
Sober little black shadows in a neat little row,
I wonder why they stay,
Stuck, and grounded on earth,
Then I ask myself the same thing,
And I realize
The only thing keeping us from flying
Is ourselves.



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ShadowOfaGirl said...
Mar. 24, 2012 at 4:12 pm
I love it, it's so true, we wish to have wings but we're the ones holding ourselves back. You are an amazing writer :)
 
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