When a bird learns to fly,
don't clip her wings.
When she learns to walk,
don't chain her legs.
When she learns to sing,
don't shut her beak,
because at the first glimpse of
freedom,
she'll be flying away.
And she won't be coming back.
My Castle Of Rhymes
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