Wings of Knowledge
A caged bird, her spirit bound,
By ancient chains, on barren ground.
But knowledge comes, a gentle breeze,
And sets her free, among the trees.
Her wings unfold, a vibrant hue,
She soars to heights, a vision true.
With book in hand, and heart aflame,
She claims her place and sings her name.
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