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FILL IN THE BLANKS

Simile- and the river flows like a stream of glass

repetition- and a pain still throbs in the old, old scars

alliteration- when he beats his bars and he would be free

personification- When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass
When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore
Still it’s blood is red on the cruel bars

I’m not 100% sure but i try my best hope it helps

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