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Aviary 
Giving me confidence in my surroundings,
I’d seen a Blue Jay at night,
in a tree and a nest.
I’d seen a bat once,
during daylight,
huddled and hiding,
attached to a landing.
And I thought of an ocean,
it never mattered which one,
and the water clung to the basins,
pulled by a Moon, but never leaving it’s home.
And I’d seen people, of course,
and how they walked and moved;
how they leaped for the stars
starting with their feet firmly on the ground.
And I knew of a pilot,
commanding our own birds of the skies,
and how he landed at his destination
to sleep in a bed
in a building on foundation.
I’ve dreamt of floating,
of weightlessness and soaring,
but I always knew my home
was on solid ground.

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