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Dear you,
Do you know what you are? Dear, you're a broken bird. You stare so longingly at the sky, you want so badly to explore its vastness, its openness, but you stay trapped on the ground. Your wings were once broken but I believe the time has come and they are mended. You're so afraid though, what if your fragile wings can no longer carry you and you end up more broken than before? You're a sing bird dear, don't you be afraid. Even if you can no longer fly, you have the most lovely voice. You wish so much to be whole, but you were never really broken in the first place. Your wings may have stopped working for a time but a song bird is meant to sing. And dear, your voice never left you. You were never really broken.