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Oct 2016
One dozen migratory Black-and-white Warblers lay
like fallen piano keys on the sidewalk in front
of a 14-story glass constructed building;
I watched as the janitor swept
them into the street.
Doug Potter
Written by
Doug Potter  Iowa
(Iowa)   
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