Have you ever held a hummingbird? In the palm of your hand? Felt it calm?
Felt the tiny heart race. The trust of a million lives in one feeling - so fragile yet strong. Then when you opened your hand. All of nature stared into your eyes. Waited on the palm of your hand. With one look it was gone. Like love. Bursting to be free. Bursting to be. Have you ever held me? In the palm of your hand? Felt my heart race. Then calm. Released me wild.
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