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A feather blowing in the wind, no directions it has no friends unsure of where it will meet its end, only sure of where it begin it used to be part of a great beast flying around the sky, a feather on a eagles wings until the day it fell of now it knows nothing of what it’s been taught, a feather blowing in the wind not looking for love not looking for friends just floating around trying to learn its end, it knows how it begin but still unsure of how it will end, floating by ponds and streams from windshield wipers to kids sleep having a dream of make believe oh how it wants to scream wake up things aren’t what they seem, a feather floating in the wind not looking for love, has no use for a friend, passerby seem to pass away like the old man sitting at the park yesterday feeding the birds and then a bang now that old man won’t see another day are the baby in the stroller drunk driver driving mom an baby got ran over, the feather wonders I bet that man wishes he was sober. Here’s a gust of wind the feather moves overseas an past the ocean , now he’s were lions an deer’s seem to feast but people starve how could have things went so wrong, open coal mines polluted air signs the read it’s not safe to be here, guys with guns kids with dreams a loaded clip ends the dreams start a nightmare worse fear of a parent but it’s hard when danger is always so apparent living life on the wind no were in mind just circling storm clouds come the rain sets the feather down flows on a stream its swimming now down through the gutters into the filth everybody hides there secrets in the filth cold nights, bring pain rainbows seem to follow the rain but it’s been rain so hard the feather can’t see a thing so It looks to the heavens it looks to the hell no fears just thinking oh well I made it through yesterday I saw what I needed this worlds so corrupt it be easy to leave it so the feather in camped in the rain decides it’s time to fade an so it does never to see another day never to fill another pain, will it was floating along doing its thing
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