Too cold
Too hot
Just right?
Where is
My
Flock?
Am I
Too sorely wounded
To fly on my own?
No
Way
Jose!
My
Spirit is wounded
Not broken
I
Fly
From here to there
I
Look
High and low
Seeking
Kindred
Spirits
Where
Might
They be?
Delving into trustful connections
With kindred spirits
Will develop into my life long pattern
Annie
Is a fortunate child
Indeed
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