Flying with the Birds

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ttering and flying free Wings stretching out so far and wide As they soar through the open sky.Their eyes, as beautiful as twilight Sparkling with a glint of delight I watch them play and tumble with glee And envy their freedom so wild and free.My heart longs to join them in the air To feel the wind rush through my hair To fly without a care in the world And be one with the birds, so pure and unfurled.My heart has now a tongue of its own A language

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that only the birds have known For they know no boundaries or borders And their love is felt in every flutter.No longer bound by earthly ties I soar with them into the blue And in their graceful, effortless guise I find a beauty, pure and true.Through my old window, I am transported Into a new world of freedom, where love is unreported I am one with the birds, and they are one with me And together we fly, forever wild and free.…</article></body>

A Poem of Longing for Freedom

Through my old window I see The young birds, fluttering and flying free Wings stretching out so far and wide As they soar through the open sky.

Their eyes, as beautiful as twilight Sparkling with a glint of delight I watch them play and tumble with glee And envy their freedom so wild and free.

My heart longs to join them in the air To feel the wind rush through my hair To fly without a care in the world And be one with the birds, so pure and unfurled.

My heart has now a tongue of its own A language that only the birds have known For they know no boundaries or borders And their love is felt in every flutter.

No longer bound by earthly ties I soar with them into the blue And in their graceful, effortless guise I find a beauty, pure and true.

Through my old window, I am transported Into a new world of freedom, where love is unreported I am one with the birds, and they are one with me And together we fly, forever wild and free.

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