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aar505n Dec 2014
I regret that the door was closed
To look outside the door must be open

Open it I did and I hear nothing
But I saw him among everything

The Robin was robbed of his life
By the globin that is Death

A creature of the sky
Now lays on the ground

I wish for him to be alive. For it to be a lie
But I know in sooth, this is the harsh truth

I closed the door and returned
Vowing to never leave

— The End —