I am a Bird.
I wake up and sing,
Each morning of spring.
I fly the world with my wings,
My colors shine, bling bling.
I don’t cling and I don’t sting,
I don’t have time for little things.
I am a Bird.
All I do is
Fly and sing,
Sing and fly.
A bird doesn’t need to cry.
My voice pitches high,
My voice never dies.
I want to stop being shy,
So I can touch the sky.

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