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Believe
The chirping of birds
Some said bad words
The eagle still go high
Because they know why
I think it trust on it's wings
It's believe is that it's a king
A rock strike on foot
The hurdles are on every route
But the power of my jet
Like an eagle and a bat
The beauty of night is in dark
The dogs were howl and bark
The car which I park
Is from the way, you said it's dark
The windows were shut
The homes were in dirt
I used that hut
The robes all there were now cut
© NabiaSajid
Some said bad words
The eagle still go high
Because they know why
I think it trust on it's wings
It's believe is that it's a king
A rock strike on foot
The hurdles are on every route
But the power of my jet
Like an eagle and a bat
The beauty of night is in dark
The dogs were howl and bark
The car which I park
Is from the way, you said it's dark
The windows were shut
The homes were in dirt
I used that hut
The robes all there were now cut
© NabiaSajid
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