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Jun 2018
you killed a little birdie
with an open beak
and big blue feet
you made him bleed
you shred his wings
before he even
got to fly

how can i survive
your cuddles tonight
your big green eyes
and chest of white
and purrs so light
and fur so slight
so airy you could
fly

no

go sleep alone
for the first time
out of character
yet in our nature
saige
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saige  22/F
(22/F)   
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     zumee, --- and luci
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