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by: Sandhya Santoshkumar
| One fine morning | | I woke up with a sound | | that of birds chirping
and the cool breeze blowing
Through the window
I saw a group of children
nursing an injured bird
with great care and love
But the scene entirely changed
when I heard a shot in sky
and on ground lye a bird
which was shot by a big guy
Now I realised why
children so innocent
found the heavens way
and we to hell are sent |
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