You, Me and The Bird

Beautiful Humankind,
We aren’t songs.
We aren’t stories.
We aren’t perfect.
We are humans. And we aren’t always strong.
Wait. I want you to do me a favour. Will you?
Pause for a while.
And then look around.
at the little birds flying, Could you see?
We are like the birds,
with dreams and wings,
with wishes and destination,
with hope and zeal,
But unlike the bird,
You and I aren’t hopeful.
We give up,
We give up on our dreams.
We give up on ourselves,
You see,
We aren’t perfect.
We are the lyrics of the song.
We are the characters in the story.
We are imperfectly perfect.
You, me and the bird. All of us. 
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