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Broken Wing....Kyrielle Sonnet

I found a bird with a broken wing
Each morning I had heard her sing
Then I heard her song no more
She was lying broken on the floor
Her lovely song silenced by pain
Would she ever sing again
Anchored by pain, dying to soar
I found her broken on the floor
I loved and cared and again she flew
And as she soars her song is new
To greater heights now she’ll soar
No longer broken on the floor
I found a bird with a broken wing
She was lying broken on the floor.



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