Spreading its wings, it flies. Soaring to heights, its enthusiasm strengthened by the orange glow of the sun. Suddenly it swoops down to the ground below as if with wings clipped, unable to roam far.
It searches. It seeks for the kind soul who helped it heal.
Sadly, it seems kindness has chosen to depart. Kindness, hiding its emotions behind desires and fears.
Left out in the cold. The silence, difficult to bear. Forced to deny, it takes to the skies. Every so often compelled to come home, with a hope and a longing to be found.
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