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The fledgling
As the bird fledgling flew
About to start a new chapter of life
Caught in the crossfire
Knives, swords and daggers
The fledgling deep red blood bled
Slowly each drop of breath
Slowly withered
Gasping for his last breath
Heartbeat slowing
Life slipping away
Fighting hard
The last drop of blood now bled
The fledgling now lies almost dead
Caught by the bigger bird of prey
The fledgling torn and cut
The bird of prey
Split his soul
For the fledgling lost and now must go
Spirit and soul
He has now let go
Flying in the spirit world
May return one day
Next time the fledgling may be the bird of prey
Toria
19/11/2021
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