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The sweetest sound of flitting wings, a flash of gemstone green

Those little feet, the petals meet

The bird sips its nectar, perched atop a branch serene

For such a fast paced life requires nutrients best

And such tiny wings of purple and blue

Took up all the energy, leaving naught for the rest

The world would tell the little bird to slow when it flew

But little bird counted speed his quiet victory

So he flutters past his bigger kin, leaving them defeated

And proves the forbidden truth, whatever size you be

Triumph comes from how hard you try

The more effort in, the more bursts out

And like a humming bird, you fly

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