Two Birds
Two birds perched on a branch of a dead tree
Two souls wandering, running wild and free
On the edge of lurking danger, they stand
The prize they search for is lasting and grand
They do not mind if the tree branch will fall
In the summit of the breeze they stand tall
They don't care what the rest of world will say
If the branch breaks, they will fly anyway
3rd place
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