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May 2020
White bird held close
Among snarling alley cats
Dreams of freedom
Soaring high on fluttering wings

Into infinity swathed
In blue or black finery
Holes poked through to
Let the light in

You should have let it go
Unadulterated by hope
This thing without feathers
This thing without dreams
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