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Broken Wing
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Feelings My soul had fallen out of the sky.
With a broken wing, it was unable to fly.
So it sat there, hopes withered, waiting to die.
Then a helping hand came, and lifted it out of the sand.
You tended it’s wing, and gave it new hope.
Now my soul flies free again, in the bright blue sky.
Now I thank that helping hand,
Who tended my soul’s wings, and let it fly free.
