The bird flies and skips, branch to branch,
finds no place, to have the complete rest.
On a day it would have got the chance,
The bird flies and skips, branch to branch.
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The life of a bird can be liken to the life of humans down here. We skip from place to place to find that place to find the peace and rest we long for but it is only when we have reached that place where a final peace and eternal rest can be found.
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The life of a bird can be liken to the life of humans down here. We skip from place to place to find that place to find the peace and rest we long for but it is only when we have reached that place where a final peace and eternal rest can be found.