Under the blue cloudless sky
White doves and pigeons
Flap wings and fly
Heritage domes, rustic brown
Stand clear of dust and sand
Glorious, withstanding every storm
Motor boats painted blue and green
Sharp the curvature, folded hands
Bow to the rising waters in the sea
Stillness of the silence
Clearly felt in the sound of the flapping wings
Broken leg, the bird could fly once
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