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Sep 2018
One single little bird
A sad sorrow voice trying to be heard
Engulfed in raindrops and feathers
Waiting for an answer.

The chirp of one
Surrounded by its music, wishing he were done
Its song carried on the branches and arboreal wind
All alone, answering its own echo.
Celia
Written by
Celia  21/F/Fillory
(21/F/Fillory)   
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     sheila sharpe, --- and Zizaloom
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