Monday, September 16, 2013

Freedom Comments

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That night she dreamed of a freedom blue and sweet
God blessed her she got it, escaped through a slit.
She’s gone, she’s gone, she has gone into the blue
For what lies beyond her cage, she really has no clue.
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Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Gleb Zavlanov 19 September 2013

A very nice poem. Great meaning and amazing rhyme! Keep it up!

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Lorraine Colon 17 September 2013

So nicely written. Even when they're well taken care of, birds prefer freedom.

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