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Dec 2016
my dear, you've left so early
and i couldn't say good-bye
i know it was your own journey -
but you never learned to fly.

and i knew of your demons, i worried
and it hurt me, to see you cry
my flightless bird, in soil buried
forgive me, i've no courage to stop by.

*(i miss you quite terribly.)
Ana Leal
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