Poem: Trails

By: Aruna Subramanian

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Low lying heights
Symbolize the sky
To a tiny bird
That only hops.
Blood filled quills,
Unspread wings
Withers away.
Leaving behind
The awaiting sky,
To bear the trails
Of grown feathers…

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