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Sep 2020
I had this vivid dream and it gave me a clue
A broken bird let me hold it before it flew
It had emerald eyes and I instantly knew
That every time I see a finch, I’ll think of you
Melinda Barrett
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Melinda Barrett  Ft. Lauderdale
(Ft. Lauderdale)   
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   --- and Persephone
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