#12: The Bird

Broken bird, how weak you are
Rest your wings, soon you will grow strong
I will give you my love, my patience, my kindness
And you will be grateful

but still you will fly away

Broken man, how weak am I
I help them rest, help them to grow
I give them my love, my patience, my kindness
And they are always grateful

But still they fly away

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