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WinglessAlthough my stealthy grace brings me to and fro,
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All I wish is to fly with the wind, wherever she may blow.
To catch air and never fall,
No matter if my wings are to be small.
Although my stance is rather strong,
On the ground I stay life long.
My fur is striking orange and black,
But still, I despise my wingless slack.
Although most creatures revere my power,
In my shadow, they always cower.
No one ever tries to touch
my lonesome heart. So to my power, I clutch.
The bird is free to wander where her heart lies,
Her careless flight brings tears to my eyes.
I wish to fly among them! Oh, I wish I could.
But here I lay, tigress, with a hopeless godhood.