I search for reasons
for this ache....
for this feeling,
for this twinge,
in my heart
that I unknowingly cling.
Like a caged bird tired,
fluttering its wings.....
in a futile attempt
to escape....
Tugged in by
old memory strings....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
old memory strings can easily animate a bird enthroned in a gilded cage
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