"The bars keep everyone out,
and locks me in.
It is always lonely here,
no one to see or hear.
I wait alone,
for what? I don't know.
I try to fly up,
but my head bangs on the ceiling.
When I am sad,
I cannot cry.
I now know death is near,
my wings are weak,
my beak is numb.
I lie down in my nest,
and stay there,
for my last hour to be done...."
Xxninja_kiwixX Community Member 
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