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Jul 2016
your feathers are lovely
blue and white and black
stark against the hues
of the desert sunset

your song is as pure
as the summer is warm
although the words you sing
are echoes of another day

i want to fly with you
my sweet little bird
take to my own wings
and make your song a duet
poems written on a heavy heart
Birdcaller
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Birdcaller  25/Genderqueer/Finding Home
(25/Genderqueer/Finding Home)   
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