Crumbs of The Mind The Eagle The eagle fell and broke its wing And wished he knew how to cry To express the loss of something He never dreamed he would lose And the days for him were so long And the nights cold and hungry Until the day when he crept slowly To the edge of the mountainside Just to look down with longing Upon the world he had gazed upon So many times from the heavens And the beating of his tiny heart Pounded fiercely in his ears As he slipped and began to fall To the rocky valley below Feeling a far greater pain And sense of tomorrow lost forever Than he had ever known in his life And as his eyes began to close His wings began to move And the ground below Stopped moving upwards.
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