He wants to sing for the spring
Breathing the fresh environment
But life is not what he meant
Full of expectations.
Loneliness he was and he is
Not knowing the world around him
But, he sings for his freedom
Hoping one day someone will free him
He knows, that cage is his home now
And he needs no feathers to fly
But, he sings for the springs?
With the hope to fly once again.
-Yeshey Lhaden
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