Darling, how can I stop the whole thing?
They told me I am not of this age, i need to
But I laughed and heard them no more my
I laughed and thought it was completely
How can it be, darling, that I am to live
Without my spring?
How can it be that I am to live and reach that
I feel it truly, birds are meant to fly and sing.
Tears always come to my eyes when i see them
In a cage.
Darling, I will never stop anything.
If it is my will, let me say it without causing
I will help birds soar again and sing.
If it is my will, let me stop belonging to this
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