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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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