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The Folly of Man for Birds
Mattmckeown

Oh, to be a bird and fly!
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Freedom,
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soaring above mortal toil,
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Fleeing in altitudes-
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the gravity of the mundane
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escaping the grinding down
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of a measured life,
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What chance of flight now,
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thirty five summers
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then consumed of dust
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Pslam 39:4
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LORD, make me to know mine end,
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and the measure of my days,
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what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
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14 Nov 17


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