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Our poem about an Eagle – By Oscar Organ, Frank Foakes, Josh Hardwick and Elijah Keedwell

I breathe in the sweet perfume of the mountain
As I fly down towards the river;
I gift you my wings so you can fly with me,
We can be free.

I feel the wind flowing through my feathers,
Gliding down towards the ground.
As if in a plane – we are safe,
About to land.