Little Bird

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So very afraid to fall,
The little bird began to crawl.
All the others screeched at her,
So she puffed out her feathers
and stood tall,
Ricocheting off branches using her tiny feet,
She realized she could finally make ends meet,
Soaring off into the vast sky,
Now she knew,

She knew how to fly.

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