I fold my wings,
perch on the nearest bough I can reach,
land a cynical smile to anywhere I stare.
It's painful to fly and to know I've gone nowhere.
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a soliloquy in solitude.......realize the reality....... say goodby to worries and go to merry.......said fine...wishes/salu