https://happytrendy.bandcamp.com/album/die-young
Here are some great music. Sort of relates to the poem. Even if it doesn't they are beautiful songs. Please check them out!
Dead Bird
Poor bird.
He will never fly.
All he wanted was to fly.
He tried to fly too early
His feathers and wings weren't developed yet.
He still wishes to fly.
In bird heaven he flies.
High above the clouds.
The carcass lays on the hot summer sidewalk.
He cooks.
Yellow beak.
Peck at ants and worms.
Poor bird.
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