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If a feather falls It breaks free from its walls It's free from the freedom Of the flight of it's master It hits the ground Until the sound Of wind lifts it up again, Into a new freedom.
A feather drops from a bird, and the poem asks what that fall really means. At first it sounds like a loss: the feather leaves the body that carried it through the air. But the speaker sees it differently.
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