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To Be Heard


What I wouldn't give to be heard. The people that surround me treat me like a bird. Yes I can fly and chirp, but all that will never be what they're worth. They claim to be eagles who can sore so high, but what I wouldn't give to fly. Fly higher than the eagles that surround me, then they'll see great in me. I will not shut my mouth and I will be heard, what they wouldn't give to not be heard
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