That One Bird
A million little worlds fluttered inside me Caged and flying, lively and dead Inside me like a jar of lights And in darkness, I overheard death Chirping like little scavengers Sometimes tiny hums All paused and broken by loud noises They have fashionable outfits. There were flying ones but I had to unlock some The ones caged within For they knew not where they come from Or where they have to go, So I let them all go and live But just one stayed... The one obscured within The one that less travelled... The one that was so me, and I never knew... The one I finally became.
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