I spread my wings
And soar through the sky
Riding on the current of air
I flap my wings again as I have my sense of freedom
I land on a tree
I feel the bark beneath my talons
I see a hunter coming
So I soar back into the sky
But I was too slow
He shoots my wing
But I still keep flying
My wing throbs
But that doesn't stop me
I run into another bird
My best friend
Standing tall and strong
Even when she is wounded
We fly off together
Our wings wounded
But not our spirit
Soaring into the unknown
We don't know what it will throw at us
But we still soar
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