For when the sky is blue thus one shall see a bird that touch the sky with respect for the bird is the angel of the night and yet every morning that one feel the morning breeze that whisper respect thus it shall fill the heart of one but for every bird that fly to the sky of respect.
Thus where the birds fly for there is respect just to see the sun is like seeing the angel for who's heart is fill with respect but for every min that a bird touch the sky for one feel the respect like if a rose fill once heart for who's heart will feel the touch of respect yet for every bird that fly to the sky of respect.
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Fantastic expression. An intensive poem I like most. Thanks for sharing.....10