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oh, broken-winged creature, how heavenly wouldn't it be to intertwine our feathers with the wind and billow this nest farewell? we'd leave these lonely windowsills behind and bury our hopelessness in the barren soil of the frayed forest, next to the fallen twigs of the oaks and the red maple trees inside our hollow minds.
oh, flightless bird, how remarkably liberating it must be to abandon solid ground; to soar through veils and mists on a path toward different heights! to build hearths within the cool breeze, somewhere above and beyond these all too familiar dried-up leaves.
oh, you curious little thing, imagine breaching the edge of the sky! someplace where we could embrace the clouds and bathe in the lush amber sunrise. won't you rise up, flap your delicate wings and chirp an enchanted lullaby? let's empty our pouches and finally take flight, we'll escape this desolated cage and set ourselves alright!
oh, my sweet little songbird, how are your wings holding up? open your beak wide and release those cries, we're embarking on a journey greater than ourselves. one day we'll create our own solstice and reign over that instead, just you and i.
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