A story, a saga, a painful memory of a bird born with one eye and one wing.
Cannot fly and has no clear view of the world. Every day She dreams of the air, the sky, the water, friends and family to be accepted.
She calls out to the world for help, but the world has not heard the cry of the one winged bird
But I’ve seen her in the mirror and I’ve tried to set her free because “she’s me and I’m her”.
The one winged in The one winged
Revised: 03/20/2023 4:25 p.m.
- March 19, 2023, 5 a.m.
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Last updated March 20, 2023
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