Nouns, verbs!
Time to sing,
escape your cage
and break away
like when a young bird, at evening,
floats up high, flaps and reaches
fully feathered, turns and looks to land.
Hold that instant
as the same but seeking,
rolling, now alighting
on a hand before you
rhyme or fall, beat
in time, lift and sing
and, once more, call and fly.
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