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Monday, 1 August 2016
Feathered story.
She felt an urge to soar high,
as she amassed the strength to fly,
with bold wings she flew,
yet was brutally clipped down.
She took the plunge down,
to land on placid waters,
drifting in its deluging beauty
while her wings healed.
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