Golden Bird
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Subaru Arunasalam, Grade 6
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Poetry
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2015
Golden bird fly far,
Glide yourself to the mountain,
Where I will wait for you
Stretch your wings wide,
Rustle your feathers through the wind
as I watch you soar through
the sky,
Stay with me, till I feel better
Then I will let you free
Golden bird heal me
as I die a slow painful death