High And Free Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

High And Free

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Wonder if
I can still
use these wings?
They were once
strong enough
to carry me
here.

Seeing such
anguish
and pain
in this world,
I am wounded
and weakened
with sorrow
in my breast,

Oh to be lifted up,
taken to a new day
where I can
once again
fly high and free.

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