2.Mocking Jay

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I am sick

Like a bird without wings

Speaks about flying

Like an angel in the sky

But I perceive and pray

For this little guy to be okay

He is just a bird

So I'm human

Without wings

Without rhythm

Or rhyme

Fiddling with fantasies

And foolish maze of destiny

Help me now and I will help

A bird without wings

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