Fell from the above the skies,
They had shot , crying "Fie".
Took my wings to fly,
That broke me and made me cry.
Made me a slave so low,
My wounds , untreated , made me slow.
Beatings and whips , my life became,
But I kept hope , plans to escape I made.
One night , festival time, I stole away,
My wings I took , flew towards light and day.
They found out , after me they came,
I flew and flew , but caught me they did.
But I would be their slave no more,
No more captivity , free forevermore.
Staked my own heart , the sky my last sight,
Peace and rest forever , Liberty I find.
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