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Little Sparrow

No name to set down, no colour to paint
No sensation to feel, no sorrow to drink
Only wind calling to breeze away with
Only birds whistling on unsung tunes
Emerald green and wet wind
Endless roads and azure sky 
All jingling on raining tunes
Little sparrow dancing within me
A bit of fire lightning my heavens
Here is a promise to myself
To live this fire forever
©frootie