As a bird takes its flight,
I saw its feathers as they shimmered.
How wondrous,to behold it's sight
Pure beauty and bliss it created.
Amid the puffy clouds it flew.
Just then my vision blurred.
Hotter, the fiery sun grew,
And fuller, my senses flared.
I wish I am that creature.
Suddenly a change had occured;
I have found a prisoner's cure,
For a moment, everything I believed in blurred.
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