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Bird, You Can Fly

Posted on April 1, 2022 by Clio

i keep my wings clipped
so that i cannot fly away

i keep a hand over my mouth
so that my words can’t be heard

i keep a shadow in my brain
to suffocate my thoughts

and who has wrought these chains
that keep me in my place?

this is fear: that i will try and fail
and so i do not try at all

this is fear: that people will mock me
and so i hide my light away

this is fear: that i will fly so high
my wings will melt away

we remember the first part of the warning:
don’t fly too high or your wings will melt

we forget the second part of the warning:
don’t fly too low or the ocean will dampen your feathers

it’s safest not to try to fly at all,
but that’s not what wings are for

04.01.22

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