Bird.

black feathers

swooshing across the ground

like midnight ink

flying through the town

low across the building rooftops

rising under the moon

shadows cast upon the

cobblestone roads

take me with you

to that place you go

each night in your dreams

for i

like you

am stuck within low bearing walls

too weak to jump

too small to fly high enough

together

we can fly high enough

to get out of this place

because there is a better life

for me

and you.

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