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You. Me. And every caged bird, Sing our hearts out from the Grand floors of our ribcage To the ears and eyes in the world. Free within our cage, dreaming...
Poem Title: Dearest Dearest, We may never be as free as a bird Or as constant as the northern star, But on a bright new day — warm And beautiful...
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