I envy the hawks of the sky,
Able to roam where he pleases.
Where I am the snake, Bong to the earth by invisible chains,
Left to die,
Never to achieve my dream of flight.
To fly to a warmer place,
A happier place.
Instead I stay here,
Waiting here for eternity,
Waiting for the warmth to come and thaw my frozen heart.
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