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Caged Bird

… She of feathers. She of song. She of longing and hope perched deep. She of unquiet sleep and azure dreams. She of distant shores and shadowed bars. She of want and wandered things. She stands. Stills, …………………………………….sings.   .. … Continue reading

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Uncaged (for Maya)

A bird doesn’t sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song. -Maya Angelou   … If you feel like singing, don’t let anyone ask why. Love, when you find your song, just let it …. … Continue reading

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