Moto Wamwanga

Rookie [Moto Wa]

Orphan Chick

We're, her and I, like air, impalpable
And, like fire, really untouchable! !
We are, you'll accept it, as invisible
As a sound but, like cold, perceptible.

We are divinely orphan chick,
Her and I. From very young age
We've been tought by the nature
How to avoid dangerous creature,

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