She's angry, I can see it. Not at me, not at anyone. I know her so well, because I love her. She's mad at the past. At things and events and people she had to deal with. Some days sad about it, I can see that also. I learned she's a tough cookie and a loving one also, her wings are still fresh. You see, being out of the cage is a learning experience to be free, to be something she rarely was..happy with love and herself. She is flying, free and she is mine as I am hers, love does that... Acceptance.
-A.A.B.
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