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by: Manan Katohora

When its day, they fly,
At night they try,
to gloom back,
the feelings they lack,
I dont know what they feel,
But they sure have some wounds to heal,
All in line, a lovely sight,
I count them nine,
Unity holding them tight,
All I can do, Is get them through,
From the horrors of the sky,
And the wordly view,
I call them 'they',
Since, they are always together,
Nobody can fly through them,
No cloudy weather,
Can put them apart,
Just remember, BIRDS too have heart!

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