The Mockingbird
Sing ,mockingbird sing… Sing from these twisted barbwire fences, which lacerate your thoughts with the faint flickers of falsified bliss. Beneath these clouds that gather, with ominous intentions, beat a heart-song louder than thunderous drums. Raise your voice to heavenly ears and flutter these tattered wings. Proclaim your fate and abolish your fears, as you sing , mockingbird sing....
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