Know me as we move along,
Life is a beautiful song,
Many contours are yet to be discovered,
Many moments yet to be recovered,
There might be an air of mystique around me,
For though restrained by sight, I'm a bird quite free
And if you think this is a collection of alliterations,
Don't worry for I'm not a poet of your imaginations,
So let me not take you round and round,
Know me.....as we move along....
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