Sparrow
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Many wander the path,
You think you tread alone.
Don’t conceal this wrath-
Don’t stumble on this stone.
*
Many drift, many are lost-
The sea of life pulls them every
which-way- driven, and tossed-
Perhaps, in you, there is safety?
*
The key to your cage, darling bird,
Is dangling ‘round your neck.
Such a fine chain- Absurd!
How can a touch of silver hold you back?
*
The winds hear you, little one-
They beckon you to the sky!
Feel the warmth of the sun-
Now open your wings and fly.
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