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Mar 2018
There is
              a little bird
                                 that sings
              until a storm
approaches.
              when danger is near
                                                  it screams a warning call
               I lost the little bird.
i never know when
              the storm is coming
I don't know why i wrote this, but i just thought of the little yellow bird with the beautiful voice
Written by
Lucy Mohr  17/F/Texas
(17/F/Texas)   
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