Read this in a book now:
Bird alone, flying high
Flying througha clouded sky
Sending mournful, soulful sounds
Soaring over troubled grounds
- Words from a song by Abbey Lincoln
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which song please? :-)
Feel like that sometimes
Hi crab,
I don't know what song this is from...just read the lyrics in a novel.
Ajeya...:-)
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