It's like this:
             There's this bird
And you catch it in your hands
You feel its softness, warmth, its heart
          rapidly beating
But if you keep holding it it's no
          longer a bird
So you open your hands
(Catch it and let it go
                               again and again)

- Wendy Lewis

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