TORTURE / THOUGHT
They say, over thinking is bad for the health of a happy heart.
It seems you have thought too much about me
and now this is ruining the joy that once resided in your heart.
I am an injured bird and I may never help you fly.
On the other hand, I may be a hindrance for your flight.
All the England and Russia and Persia of your dreams may forever rot in your wishes.
Fly away, leave me behind, and don't even think of me.
I know my very thought is a torture to your soul.
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