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  Mar 2015 Ava N
Atypnoc
Down I've worn the tread.
I was born already dead.
Ava N Mar 2015
With clipped wings,          
It flies,
Almost.

On broken limbs,
It stands,
Almost.

It is a jailbird,
And i,
Almost.

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