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Apr 2015
Oh little bird you were known,
always to be
fastidiously flight-prone.

It seemed to some that I
'was callously disowned',
but birdie they do not know
the pain that I have outgrown,
nor how sweet it feels to
be waking up alone.
He was a Great ***.
Ella Gwen
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Ella Gwen  F/England
(F/England)   
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