Birds

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Birds are free.
They are fly whenever and wherever.
I'm not jealous of them.
Don't mistake that.

When I see them fly, I watch them until they are out of eyesight.
I want to touch them.
I want to pet them.
I want to see if they catchable.

Like dreams.
Dreams are always there, but never catchable.
When you get close to it, they fly off.
Working so hard and suffering to get to it and fly off.
Once in sight and you want get a close up of it.

They are always there, but never catchable.


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