Feathers

musings, Poems, poetry, spilled ink, thoughts, writing

You chase the sun
And avoid the rain
Counting your days
And saving your wage
But you set your sights on someone else’s fortune
You pluck their feathers
But tell me, will that allow you to fly?

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