Fragile Swallow
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If I was a bird,I would fly high over the world,
Come home at night to your garden,
Build a nest among the branches
and I'll comb your hair with my beak.
But you wanted me to be a girl,
Without feathers without urge,
Then my wings quick dissappeared
and left was only fear,
And I proclaim the reason why I'll have to fly
