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Journey of birds
They had deserted the streets,
their nest and the oak tree.
Mornings are silent
chirping, caw and tweet free.

They had left the self centered world,
who hunt them for feather, meal and greed
but their only longing is to get freed.

They wanted to dive, flutter and glide
But, their lives were demarcated into hide.

Their only mistake was to deceive
the complete mankind will shudder cause,
we had broken their believe
we had broken their believe.
© Poorva