Little blue bird
I saw the little blue bird fall
It tried to swore but it landed on the ground
It chirped and cried but no one came to the call
But it held on to its soul which to it was bound
It struggled and started to give up
Then it heard a call from his sisters and looked up to the trees
It moved and moved and took off to the sky
In a way the birds are like us....we're a team.
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