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Mar 2019
A bird floating
On murky water
Flutters for a moment
Only to find
A slice of plastic

She hasn't seen
Soft bread
Since her friends vanished
And her feathers matted

The lone swan
Bows her head.

l.v.s
I got this image in my head after waking up... it looks like I'm writing morning poems now haha
Leila The Kiwi
Written by
Leila The Kiwi  22/F/New Zealand
(22/F/New Zealand)   
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     ---, ---, annh and Salmabanu Hatim
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