Like the bird her heart flew,
To sanctuaries both near and far.
Not in search of a home.
Meanwhile, agog eyes followed her.
Awed minds tried to understand,
what is it that she set out to find.
No never knew why her heart relentlessly flew.
But there were brids, with no home.
The world was small for their hearts to dwell.

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