They flock away the sky turns grey death is imminent; they hunt and wait. Cannons go off they die one by one only one remains when the game is done. the mockingjay is freedom she defies what is wrong her wings show strength her heart sings a song revolution’s in the air poison gas is too lightning from an arrow sends the districts loose hope travels through them fear also resides they need a hero when there’s no where left to hide Save us Everyone! take us away from here the capital is prison Is the end near?
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