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Kept Bird

He provided a gilded cage

Through the bars of which you can sing.

I offered adventure at every stage,

No safety, but really everything

A man could give to his mate:

The depths of a passionate soul

Born to laugh and love and create.

All I have or am, the whole

Wild world on a silver plate.

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