The Consoling Act
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Severe pain in the legs
Wings are ready to fly
Somehow escaped from the captivity
The poor bird cried for help
In the middle of observing eyes
A consoling look, it expected
Wonderfully by the grace it got
A helping hand came to rescue
The poor bird allowed to fly
The life saved as a precious gift
Which it silently prayed as a gesture
Thanks giving to the unknown hand
The kindness in time saved my life
In fact it is the world situation.
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