broken
life at a total loss
token
of the awful dross
fallen
from heavenly places
again
is all hope cast in graces
flight
her wings are clipped
contrite
in His blood dipped
forgiven
for waywardness
driven
no more by stress
adopted
into His lineage
spread
your wings, not caged
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this was a wonderful take on the picture and you really gave the picture a voice
it was as if the picture had come alive.
well done and best of luck
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