You took her
plumage for granted.
You saw her bright colors
and plucked out
her feathers
to place as a display
on your mantelpiece.
You stuffed your pillow
with the down you
stole from her in the night
but demanded her to strut
for you when the sun rose.
Now that she is free,
she can unfurl outward
only for herself.
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