These are the wings fledged
From the scorn and tail.
But these are the wings which retold
the tale with the ink of pain.
These are the wings pinioned
To fly like an elegy with a rag of curses.
But these are the wings which rewrote
The history with the quill of success.
These are the wings which flew ahead
Above the jealous and crooked tale.
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