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Blue Bird

House of Heart

When I spread my wings

I feel the pull of freedom.

I spread them wide and trail

my shadow the way birds do.

Your hands are elegant thieves

your tongue a web of lies,

in this desperate nest of chaos

When the veil falls apart and

daylight slivers through I can see

the slant of sky where you slipped in.

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“Late at night when the wind is still
I’ll come flying through your door,
And you’ll know what love can do

I’m a Blue Bird.”

Paul McCartney

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