Please press play to listen to my voiceover below.🎧
Wild budgies fly In Aussie skies A flash of green and yellow But in the pet shop You will find Their pale and pastel fellows 'Tis only human, some may say To mold and shape our dreams To take raw nature Know its ways And rip it at its seams In truth we do it to our own In ways clear and Opaque We take souls fresh from out the womb As though they're ours to Break Comply Be pleasing Follow rules To learn the song we sing A budgie wrapped in pastel hues A fragile, feathered thing We stitch together borrowed traits Our dominion so complete But out in nature none will find A purple parakeet
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Took me some Googling and five minutes, but NOW I get the ending.
Wow.
This is so incredible and your voice over makes it such an experience to read. I truly enjoyed this. Thank you for sharing 🙏🏻