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Though if set free
The fragile little bird
Even if not yours
Might come back to you

Because of the gift of freedom
It might stay with you
And it's eyes would shine again
So warm and grateful


Kādēļ nav iespējams uzrakstīt siltu klusumu, kādā vārdi dažreiz cilvēkus atstāj? Like your poem left me thinking and i just couldn't keep quiet though i don't know what could i say too but how touching it is. :)