Have you seen the birds chirping with no purpose,
Hopping from tree to tree like free souls?
Or looked up in the sky with spiral eyes,
Forming imaginary shapes through the array of clouds.
Have you lately sung at the top of your voice,
Elated as if you have conquered the world?
That’s how I feel every time we bond,
Stating that you are in my thoughts is an understatement,
As you make me who I am.
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