I would that be a bird,
Would fly the sky upward:
Spreading the wings with proud;
Which help me to fly with the crowd,
Without having any single doubt.
Sky would be my tent
Where, I would be living without,
Paying any penny rent:
I just fly higher than higher;
As pursue my only desire.
Alas! But, I can't be a bird,
Which flies the sky upward:
Because, I am something else!
Who tries to pretend human itself
And possess a nature intense.
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