I will persist

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I broke a feather today,

They say I can't fly again.

Yearns held the sky always,

But still, I cajole myself saying I didn't die.

I have just broken a feather,

My spirits are still high.

I have just lost my flight,

Not the will to fly.

So, with my legs, I will shoot,

With my hands, I will flap.

I may lose out in the race,

But I will survive.

And maybe eventually win,

'Cause I will persist.

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