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We drove to the park the closest thing to Nature Walked and talked of unborn dreams Till a bird on the ground didn't fly up Its mate calling from above it waddled into tall grass We left it to Nature its plight forgotten
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Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 11:55 PM UTC
Two Black Crows
We drove to the park the closest thing to Nature Walked and talked of unborn dreams Till a bird on the ground didn't fly up Its mate calling from above it waddled into tall grass We left it to Nature its plight forgotten
LeaettaMay
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Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 11:55 PM UTC
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