When the age is young
Fighting for survival of warm and love
Food and drinks
Shelter and hope
When the age is young
Afraid of the unknown
The eyes still close
The movements restricted
Calling out every time
Afraid of loneliness
The touches of adults
The common bond
When the age is young
Common bonding afraid of tomorrow
In the nest waiting
Praying the day will come
When the age is young
The future will not be known
The wings to fly
In search of freedom and glory
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