I've always had dreams of flying,
Of playing with birds.
They group together,
Blue, Orange, White, and Brown,
And to lonely Blackbird
They sing,
"Why you wanna fly, Blackbird?
You ain't never gonna fly."
-J.M.
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PoetryThis will be a collection of poems that I have written. everything is subject to editing. Thanks for the read. Enjoy.