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Nov 2017
bluebird sings in the morning,
wakes me with his voice.
he left with no such warning,
not a word, no noise.

pretty bluebird, come back.
i miss your beautiful sound.
i'm waiting for your attack.
someday you will be found.
Liz Carlson
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Liz Carlson  19/F
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   TSPoetry
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