Two sharp eyed sparrows
Playing in the muck
Looking into stars
See what they'd give up!
A crumb of bread
Thrown on the dust dizzying bed
This is what they'd give up
To feel their wings full spread.
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Playing in the muck. So much of life spent longing to be more, but too content just to play in the muck.