I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.

If I don&#39;t believe it, then they don&#39;t need me on the court. I&#39;ve just got to believe that in my heart.

FEELING OF LOVE,
IS LIKE INTOXICATION OF WINE
IT WEARS OFF AFTER SOMETIME…..
-PRERANA

My dear child...fault is an empty word. It is a coin with only one side. It is not a reason or an excuse.

Written By Zilpha Keatley Snyder

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