Is it a cage or an open sky?
The bird is flying
Soaring the sky with freedom
You love it too much
You keep it inside a cage
You love it too much
You don't want it away from you
You cut her wings
Sad poor creature
And then you wake up
Amidst the miseries that you created
You open the cage
And ask her to soar the sky again
Will the wings grow again?
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