"The free bird thinks of another breeze and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own. But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing." RIP MayaAngelou . ? You have always been an inspiration to me and for that I thank you. Sad Thecagedbirdisfree
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