They told, you’re a bird, and taught you how to fly.

You dreamed of endless skies and horizons yet to see.

They threw you high above and declared the world is yours.

You felt liberated, with heights avidly conquered.

As you soared higher, you felt a pull from below.

Anxious of the unknown, you searched for reasons why.

A fine string was found, tugging you to earth.

Painfully you realised, that it was all a sham.

A bird had no strings, a bird had its wings.

I bid them farewell, as I saw them fly away.

A kite can never dream, but soar where its flown.

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