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A bird can soar by nature
if wings were clipped
he would still be a bird
or would he.
limited to "opposite his instincts"
he would become ashamed
if he knew what was expected
Grounded.
When our wings are clipped we
are labled and segregated
not human by category
something else, something pitiful.
Looked upon as less of a whole by appearance
No empathy, no sympathy, just disgust
and the Poster-human of what never to become,
a bird that can't fly.
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