weareallone
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Pretty bird like me,
Just set me free, I learned through all my tears and your foolish deeds,
I hope and I pray that you're well,
Your silly words don't harm me, but they sail
We were born alone
to fight the unknown.
God only knows
how much longer
we can go. The internal
battles are stuggles
we keep in bottles.
Trying to express who
we are in a civilization
