And then we took all our things
but there was someone
stopping us from spreading our wings
sometimes I ask myself
why didn't we rum away?
pherhaps there were nails
pherhaps we would have been to slow
can you tell me?
Don't you know
now I'm sure
no one knows.

©

Maryelle Anthony

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