Article Poem

The Trapped Bird

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Trapped in this cage I lie,

My little heart wants to fly.

            For freedom I cry

            The old leaves shade

             The new ones bloom

In this vast building of nature

For me hardly there any room

               Because I lie trapped 

                     In this cage

                In this vast open sky,

My little heart wants to fly.

For freedom ! Freedom ! Freedom !.

           For Freedom I cry.

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